I was supposed to be either Jessica or Jaquelyn. My mothers relatives had kids around the same time and took all the names she was planning on. Instead I got named after Steven Tyler halfway through labor. I feel like I would have been a bit less awesome if I hadn’t gotten lumped in with the boys all my life because the schools thought I was one. And it wouldn’t be nearly as fun telling people I’ve been in a relationship with a boy who has the same name as me for seven years. Perks. Although all the girls with popular names I knew are also awesome.