Letta drifts in like a soft breeze off the Mediterranean, a diminutive blossom born from Italian “-etta,” the little sister to names like Violetta and Julieta, yet equally at home as a spark of joy in its own right. With roots that brush against the Latin laetitia—“joy”—it carries a hidden promise of laughter and light, as if each syllable were a tiny bell chiming over sunlit piazzas. Though rare in today’s crowded nursery—hovering around the 940th spot in the U.S. charts—Letta has threaded its way through generations, appearing sparingly since the turn of the last century, a secret kept by families who delight in its understated warmth. Pronounced LEH-tuh, it’s a name that feels like a whispered invitation to celebrate life’s simple, glowing moments.
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