And no it isn't Viv and Knox.
Sometimes I am like a dog with a bone. And I have been ranting about my latest "bone" to whomever will listen. You know, I get that if your job is to be beautiful, that you are so going to be needing trainers and chefs and pilates instructors and stylists and photographers and personal assistants and managers and bodyguards and eventually plastic surgeons. I get that.
I also get that if you are doing that kind of a job, you need more than a few hours a day to stay looking that good. And find the time to attend the openings/screenings/award shows/interviews/whatever. Let alone make the movies that put you in this position in the first place. It's more than a full-time job.
But don't. Please let's just stop already on the pretending.you.are.doing.the parenting.on.your.own!!! Admit it - you have help. Lots of help. According to Life & Style, 6-8 nannies worth of help.
And that's okay. Just be open about it.
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