It seems that celebrities can’t ever do anything normally. Everything they do must be extravagant and over the top because they have the ability to do so. Sometimes it’s good. They are always at the best parties wearing the best outfits. They’re driving the newest cars or eating at the hottest restaurants. They’re constantly trying to one-up each other. But for some reason, a lot of celebrities drag their children into these antics.

I would be genuinely shocked if a celebrity named his or her child Sarah or Michael. Instead, they go with Memphis Eve (Bono), Zuma Nesta Rock Rosdale (Gwen Stefani) or my personal favorite Banjo Taylor (Rachel Griffiths).

I understand being creative with names and wanting something unique. I don’t think I’ll ever find another person named Campbell McCall Flemmons and I love that. But, I don’t think my name is necesarily weird. There’s a difference between an individual and unique name and one that’s downright crazy.

Some of my favorite unique names include the following:

• Wyatt Isabelle Kutcher (Ashton Kutcher and Mila Kunis)

Sure, Wyatt isn’t a typical name for a girl, but as someone whose first name is also commonly a boy’s name and a last name, I have to say I like it.

• Maddox Jolie-Pitt (Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt)

He’s never going to find his name on a keychain, but it’s kind of a cool name. By that I mean that Maddox just sounds like he’d be a really cool guy based off his name.

Some of the strangest names:

• Prince Michael Jackson II, nicknamed Blanket (Michael Jackson)

Every single one of Michael Jackson’s children have the name Michael. It’s bizarre and I’m not even going to attempt to understand this.

• Moon Unit Zappa and Diva Thin Muffin Zappa (Frank Zappa)

This isn’t even trying to be different or unique. This is just trying to find the strangest possible names and going with it.

Then there are the names that straddle the line between unique and strange.

• Blue Ivy Carter, North West and Apple Paltrow

Their names are a little funky, but they seem to be growing on me. Maybe it’s because I like their parents too much or because they’re so often talked about that their names have registered as normal in my brain.