In the hazy gold of an Italian dawn, Clea unfurls like a ribbon of sunlight across a Tuscan vineyard—her name drawn from the ancient Greek κλέος (kleos), “glory,” and whispered through myth as the ocean-born daughter of Helios, who danced in gilded waves. She carries within her the zest of Sicilian lemons and the lilting laughter of Venetian gondoliers, each syllable drifting like a warm breeze through marble piazzas and orange groves. Evoking both mythic grandeur and everyday delight, this name is a playful nod to sunlit legends and modern joys, conjuring bronze-skinned maidens chasing dawn on pebbled shores with a mischievous sparkle in their eyes. To name a child Clea is to invite a promise of heritage and hope, waltzing together across sun-baked cobblestones and leaving behind the sweet perfume of possibility.
Clea DuVall - |
Clea Lewis - |