The word crept up on us. Whether we wanted to or not, we found ourselves using it. I don’t even like the word. It’s a silly term most likely coined by someone who probably wasn’t even in a relationship (or an American) but it has since become the go to word of endearment, displacing the less sillier word babe.
Societies have embraced it, pop culture has claimed it and dictionaries have adopted it. One only has to Google the word (bae) and you will find, five entries down, the dictionary definition:
[bey, ba] noun Slang.
an affectionate term used to address or refer to one’s girlfriend,boyfriend, etc.:
I love you, bae.
Scroll on and you will find a discussion on the origin of the term. Apparently it was coined between 2000 and 2005 but that’s probably all fabrication; I doubt the term is more than three years old. The sheer fact that this level of discussion even exists, is testament to how much “bae” has pervaded our beings. “Before Anyone Else”, as it is commonly referred to, is likely to stay that is until another sillier word displaces it.
However, this isn’t an essay on the term itself, I simply felt a backdrop was necessary. This is a commentary on what I have seen described as the “Year of Bae”.
I’m going to assume that by “year of bae” , its inventors are referring to a year where they hope to meet someone and fall in love. Year of bae is a movement just like any with a clear goal – mate. Every new year is accompanied by the desire to earn more money, increase your faith (if you are a believer), lose the Christmas weight and set new resolutions but apparently this year has been nominated “love year”.
If the twitter hashtag is anything to go by then many are looking for this kind of love. The New Year does something to our sensibilities it would seem and the quest for a significant other intensifies. The urgency amongst women is justified. We’re fighting against a biological clock and many feel they are losing the war. A year of bae is therefore comforting. A woman can take comfort in the fact that she can set aside a year for preparation, a year to follow-up on dates , a year to smile more so she is deemed approachable by the opposite sex, a year to get her “list” in order should she have one and a year to raise or lower her expectations as she sees fit. Men on the other hand aren’t perturbed by a biological clock so their reason for jumping on this love train isn’t as clear-cut. However, we all want to be wanted. We all love to be loved and so even the man who isn’t perturbed by a biological clock, once he reaches a certain age, will want to settle down.
I’ve always found the transition from autonomy to wanting to be with someone quite fascinating (almost comical), especially amongst women. It’s almost a trend to scream independence up until 25/26 at which you begin to wonder whether you’ll be the last one in the circle to find “bae”. I recently hosted my girlfriends at my place and the year of bae soon crept into our conversation. My strong, independent women were devising ways to widen their social circle in a bid to “put themselves out there.” They joked about having quarterly review meetings which would apparently provide an opportunity to rate each other’s progress and then deliberate on ways to improve. Of course they were careful to lace the idea of quarterly meetings with as much humour as possible but I saw through their smiles. This was serious business. I felt like I was being initiated into the “get Mr. right or live trying” brigade.
Men are not exempt. I find the increased zeal for the gymnasium quite comical too. I know a few men who are spending far more time in the gym than ever before. Will they ever admit to being influenced by the year of bae movement? Probably not, however we can infer.
Both sexes are gravitating towards the year of bae brigade and I do think it’s a worthy cause to fight for. It’s a testament to our belief in companionship and chronicles the renaissance of love and commitment. Some will find bae this year and some may not and the latter group will not be any less human.
I mocked the movement before but I think I’m now a bae-liever. Whether I will completely jump on the bandwagon is yet to be seen but I applaud the renaissance.
Cheers to the 2016, the year of bae.
Love Cris x