Life...
I have always been adamant that I wouldn't change my name. In this day and age I don't see why I should. Changing your name was originally a sign of ownership, you were given to another man by your father and took his name to show you belonged to him. Obviously this is not the case for me but something about it jars with me.
On top of that I feel that my name is, well, my name. Mrs ****** is his mother. I've always said I'd consider it in future but as we aren't having kids I don't think it really matters. What matters is that we are married and love each other. End of.
Or it was until a couple of days ago. He says that he will support me whatever I decide but I know that really he would like me to. The only reasons that I would is a. because it would make him happy and b. it would make life easier at work as I work for the family business and I have to work twice as hard to get twice the recognition because of my surname.
Whenever I ask otherwise staunchly feminist women why they changed theirs they just say 'because it was just nice'. That isn't an argument. It's a cop out. I need a reason to do it. I'm more open to the idea than ever but 'because it's nice' isn't enough for me to back out on what I've believed for a very long time.
So ladies what are your views on this? If you're married did you change your name or not? Makeup related post coming soon I promise :-) xxx
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