Aubrie

Meaning of Aubrie

Aubrie—pronounced the easy, melody-soaked AW-bree—unfolds like a silk ribbon across an Italian piazza at dusk, its roots reaching back beyond espresso bars and Renaissance frescoes to the Old High German Alberic, “ruler of the elves,” a title so charming that, one imagines, even the local nonna would set out extra biscotti lest a mischievous sprite come calling; over centuries the name softened from the medieval, androgynous Aubrey into this lighter, vowel-kissed variant, finding new life on American shores where, much like a slow promenade along the Arno, its popularity has risen and dipped in gentle waves, never rushed, always lingering in the warm air. In Aubrie one hears both the whisper of ancient forests and the chatter of modern cafés, a blend of earthy lore and contemporary sparkle that suits a child destined to paint her own fresco on the wide wall of the world—perhaps with a grin as quick as a scooter ride through Rome and a heart as generous as an overflowing gelato cup.