Just been thinking a bit lately about the old get-married-change-your-last-name trick that us girls have to navigate. If you’re a girl, and you’re married, did you change your name? And if you’re a dude and you’re married, did your lady change hers? And if not, what happened? I’d love to know.
I didn’t take Mr. Lovely’s last name. I did sign the papers that make it a possibility one day, rather than closing the matter off completely. But I don’t know — something about changing my last name didn’t quite feel right. It didn’t have anything whatsoever to do with my most adorable husband. It wasn’t even some lofty feminist statement. When you boil it down, for me, it’s this: I’ve been Chelsea Costa for 30 years, and I like it. I like my name, and I like that my initials are C.C. I like how it feels to write and how it looks (not to mention that professionally, my name is already my brand). I never correct anyone if I’m called by my husband’s last name; it doesn’t bother me at all. It’s just that nowadays, I’m not sure that there’s a real reason for me to change it.
So I’m kind of curious what everyone else thinks! It’s an interesting concept, no? Does anyone have a husband who changed his name to yours? How about hyphenates? Let’s talk about it.
And by the way, remember that pretty photo from the top of the post? Here’s what happened right before it. Bahaha. xoxo