My name is gucci.

Hey,
My name is gucci. My mom named me after the brand because when she had me, she was still a new international student in the US, and she couldn’t drive. So, we had to wait for a bus to go back to her apartment at that time. And, the bus stop happened to be in front of the Gucci shop in San Francisco Union Square. She thought it would be a fancy name. That’s how I got my official name, gucci.
But, my mom likes to make up many different names for me after someone she watches on the TV or movies at the moment. Here are some of them: Tom Cru-cci, George Cloon-cci, Gucci-ro Suzuki, and lately, Adam Lamb-cci. Like I don’t have enough names, my parents also give me nicknames: Taro-cci, Gu-taro, baby-cci, BB-Gi, gucci-ko, gu-chan-chan, hola-cci…and more that I don’t remember. Basically, I respond to any words with the beginning sound of “Gu” or the ending sound “cci”. This is the story of my names. By the way, I am a boy. Stop calling me “She”! That’s all.








