13 Celebrities Who Changed Their Real Names Before Becoming Famous

Sometimes we are given names that are either too hard to pronounce or too long to keep in their entirety. And if you are someone with a normal 9-5 job, that is completely fine. But, if you are someone in the entertainment industry who wants your name to be known by everyone, this may not be the best thing. That’s why many people choose to either shorten their full names or completely change them.

1. Miley Cyrus

Miley Cyrus legally changed her name back in 2008 from Destiny Hope Cyrus to Miley Cyrus. The name Miley is a rendition of her childhood nickname “Smiley” in honor of her paternal grandfather.

2. Victoria Beckham

Prior to becoming known as the fashion diva, Victoria Beckham, back in the early days of the iconic group we love, Victoria Adams was the name used for her records. However, when the Spice Girls became rising stars, she changed her name to Posh Spice. Years later, she become the famous Victoria Beckham we know today.

3. Vin Diesel

At the age of 17, Mark Sinclair was a rather big guy. He even used to work as a bouncer at a nightclub called The Tunnel. Around that time he took the name Vin Diesel and started to shave his head regularly.

4. Rachel Weisz

Early in her career, she changed her name to Rachel Vyce, but when people told her that it was too difficult to pronounce, she changed it to Kenya Campbell. She decided to keep it that way for a while, but she soon realized that it sounded unpleasant. The actress then decided to stay with Rachel Weisz and made a lot of iconic movies.

5. Natalie Portman

It was in 1994 when a very young Neta-Lee Hershlag auditioned for Leon and landed her first role in a major production. While filming, the actress changed her name to “Natalie” and took her mother’s maiden last name. Apparently, she wanted to maintain her privacy because some scenes in the movie were polemical.

6. Alicia Keys

Her real name is Alicia Augello-Cook, but she changed it and decided to have her own different stage name with a special meaning behind it. She explained, “It’s like the piano keys, and it can also open a lot of doors,” and she ended up with the name Alicia Keys and broke multiple records in her career.

7. Jamie Foxx

Eric Marlon Bishop, now known as Jamie Foxx, tried out a couple of different names when he first started doing open mic nights. When he’d sign up to the open mic lists, he used the names Tracy Brown and Stacy Green but eventually landed on Jamie Foxx.

8. Iggy Azalea

Her birth name is Amethyst Amelia Kelly, and she ended up with Iggy Azalea because she has a dog named “Iggy,” and it became her nickname. She came up with the surname Azalea, as she explained, “Because that is a street name that my mom and family live on, and it sounds very feminine, and I thought it would balance out Iggy being so masculine.”

9. Lana Del Rey

The singer’s real name is Elizabeth Woolridge Grant, but she’s now known as Lana Del Rey. When she began singing, she went by the name, “Lizzy Grant,” and also performed as “Sparkle Rope Jump Queen” until she landed on Lana Del Rey.

10. Tom Hardy

Before becoming Tom Hardy, his birth name was Edward Thomas Hardy, and he only used his first name before deciding to go by his middle name instead. Even though the Internet was aware of his true identity, it was not widely publicized.

11. Blake Lively

After Blake became an actress she decided to take the surname of her mother, Elaine Lively as her stage name.

12. Aaron Paul

His full name is Aaron Paul Sturtevant, but when he went to auditions, no one could pronounce his surname, “Sturtevant,” so he had to change it so that everyone could say it, and then he shortened it when he entered Hollywood.

13. Lorde

Lorde changed her original name at the age of 12 when she was signed to a development contract with the Universal Music Group after an agent of theirs saw footage of her singing at a middle school talent show. Her real name is Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O’Connor. The royalty hidden in the name Lord encouraged her in changing her original name, but she also added an “e” because she felt that Lord would be too masculine for a girl.

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The Outfit That Sparked a Wedding War: Did I Go Too Far…

Claire just wants to be the beautiful mother of the groom. But when she finds out that her daughter-in-law has her own ideas for the wedding, Claire decides to focus on her outfit. This leads to a fight between her and Alice on the wedding day. Alice claims that Claire ruined the wedding by taking her dream dress, while Claire thinks she did nothing wrong. Who is actually at fault?

All I wanted was to be the mother of the groom. That’s it. I just wanted to be a loving mother who adored her son more than anything. But this is the story of how my effort to make my son’s wedding perfect turned into a day we’d all rather forget.

When Mark introduced Alice to us, she was nothing like the person I expected him to fall in love with. Mark, my son, is a lawyer at a top firm, a job he got right after graduating from Stanford.

I’m going to be a lawyer, Mom,” he once told me when he was in high school and working on an essay about his future career.

“I can see that,” I said, making him breakfast as he studied.

“It’s to help fight injustices. For children, specifically,” he added, sipping his orange juice.

Mark had big dreams, and I knew he would always reach for the stars.

Alice was different from Mark. She was light and carefree, while Mark was serious and thoughtful. Alice was a self-taught coder who worked from their cozy apartment. Their personalities, views, and interests didn’t match.

But they made it work—and they were a sweet couple for the most part. But love can be blind.

When Mark proposed to Alice, we were invited to help surprise her.

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“Please, Mom,” Mark said on the phone. “Alice isn’t close to her family, so having you and Dad there will show her she’s supported.”

“Of course, honey,” I replied, imagining their wedding.

I put aside my worries and offered to pay for the wedding. James and I had saved money for Mark’s education, but he had received scholarships that covered it all.

“We can use that money for the wedding, Claire,” my husband suggested at lunch the day after the proposal.

“It’s the best thing we can do for them,” I agreed. “This way they can save to move out of that small apartment. I know Mark wants a house with a garden for a dog.”

When we told Mark and Alice, I thought it would bring us closer. I didn’t have any daughters, so I saw this as my chance.

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I could get to know Alice better—and it would be good for Mark to see that his wife and mother got along. But planning the wedding only highlighted our differences.

A few months into the planning, I met Alice at a coffee shop to discuss details. But we clashed over everything.

“I think roses are timeless,” I said, enjoying a slice of cake.

“They are, but they’re also overdone,” Alice replied, sipping her tea. “Mark and I want peonies.”

We went back and forth and couldn’t agree on anything.

“How about this?” I suggested. “You pick everything else, and just tell me the color of the bridesmaids’ dresses, so there won’t be any clashes.”

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“They won’t be wearing green,” she said. “I’m leaning toward pink.”

I paid the bill, and we parted ways without resolving much.

Then one afternoon, Alice texted me.

“Hi Claire, just picking out my wedding dress with the girls! I wish you were here!”

She attached photos of her top five dress picks.

I knew Alice and I had different ideas about the wedding, but I wanted to be included in the big decisions. I wished she had invited me dress shopping.

“At least she’s sending you the top picks,” James said as he read the newspaper beside me.

“I know, but it’s not the same,” I replied.

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“Do they look good?” he asked. “Can I see them?”

We scrolled through the dress photos together. They were fine, but nothing special.

None of them seemed to meet the standard I expected for my future daughter-in-law.

Alice’s favorite dress wasn’t what I expected.

I typed back, telling Alice it wasn’t the best choice and hoped my financial support would matter. James and I hadn’t set a budget; they had everything available to them.

“Why not consider the second one? It might be more flattering for you.”

James chuckled beside me.

“You’re overstepping,” he said.

Before I could respond, I got a message from Alice.

“Sorry, but I disagree. This is the dress I’m choosing.”

That night at dinner, as James plated our salmon, I shared my frustration.

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“Alice isn’t even considering my opinion, and I’m paying for the dress!” I said.

James tried to mediate and even texted Mark to let him know how I felt.

“I think you should let them handle the wedding planning now,” he said. “Focus on yourself and your dress.”

Mark eventually convinced Alice to wear the dress I preferred.

I had to admit, it was the easier option, and I hadn’t had time to shop for my dress before that.

So, I visited a few boutiques and found my perfect dress. It was emerald green, which I knew would highlight my eyes.

“That’s beautiful,” James said when I tried it on for him.

I felt different. I no longer felt like the sidelined mother of the groom. Instead, I felt beautiful and confident every time I thought of the dress.

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As the wedding week approached, James and I made sure to be present at all the events Mark and Alice needed us to attend, including the rehearsal dinner, where we raised our glasses to toast them.

“All sorted, Mom?” Mark asked me. “Your dress and everything?”

I smiled at my son. Even with the tension between Alice and me, he always checked in on me.

“Of course,” I replied. “I’m ready to celebrate you and Alice.”

On the morning of the wedding, I put on my green dress and did my makeup. It was everything I had wanted to look like for my son’s wedding—elegant and classy.

When I arrived at the venue, the atmosphere was thick with whispers. I ignored them, thinking everyone was just surprised to see me in something different.

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I went straight to the bride’s dressing room, hoping to see Alice and compliment her before she walked down the aisle.

When I opened the door, Alice looked up, and her joyful expression turned into one of devastation. She looked me up and down and then burst into tears.

“Why did you do this to me, Claire?” she sobbed, her voice choked with emotion.

Confused, I stepped into the room and closed the door.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

“Your dress!” she exclaimed.

“What about it?” I asked, second-guessing everything.

“It’s my dream wedding dress, just in another color,” she said, nearly shouting.

I was taken aback.

“Alice, honestly,” I said. “I didn’t realize—they look so different in color.”

But Alice wasn’t listening. She sat on the couch, her head in her hands.

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“How could you?” she cried. “You’ve made this day about you! Just because we didn’t take any of your suggestions!”

Mark, hearing the commotion from his dressing room, rushed in.

“Mom? What’s going on?” he asked, looking between us for an explanation.

Trying to calm the situation, I explained slowly.

“I didn’t see the resemblance, Mark,” I said. “I truly just loved the dress, and I thought—”

Alice stood up and marched toward Mark.

“No!” she shouted. “You thought you’d show me what I could’ve had, but in green. Isn’t that it?”

“Mom, please,” Mark said. “Let’s just try to get through the day. Please, for me.”

I agreed and left the dressing room, wanting to find James and sit quietly until the day was over.

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I knew Alice and I were on a thin line, but I didn’t expect her to shout at me like that.

Naturally, I was upset, but I didn’t want to ruin their day any more.

Looking back, maybe I should have been more open to Alice’s wishes. It was her day after all, not just mine to control. The question of whether I was wrong weighs heavily on me.

Yes, in trying to impose my vision, I may have lost sight of what truly mattered—Alice’s happiness and Mark’s peace on their special day.

Was I wrong for what I did?

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