'Stranger Things' star Millie Bobby Brown shares real name as she admits changing it for 's---s and giggles'
"Stranger Things" star Millie Bobby Brown revealed that the public has never actually known her by her real name.
During a conversation with Chris Pratt for Buzzfeed, the 21-year-old British actress surprised her "Electric State" co-star when she admitted that her middle name was not "Bobby."
"My middle name is Bonnie," Brown said.
"Millie Bobby Bonnie Brown?" Pratt asked.
"No Bobby, it's Millie Bonnie Brown," she replied.
"I've never told anyone that," Brown added. "You heard it here first!"
"The Guardians of the Galaxy" star appeared stunned as he clarified, "Your middle name is Bonnie? But you just changed it to Bobby for…"
"For s---s and giggles," Brown said.
"For your stage name?" Pratt asked.
"Yes," Brown responded with a laugh.
"Oh s---!" Pratt exclaimed.
Despite Brown's playful explanation for why she changed her middle name, it is rumored to be a tribute to her father Robert Brown. Robert, along with Brown's mother Kelly Brown, championed their daughter's career from her childhood. At the age of 12, Brown skyrocketed to fame when she landed her breakthrough role as Eleven in Netflix's hit science fiction series "Stranger Things."
"My middle name is Bonnie."
Brown and Pratt are currently on a press tour for their new Netflix movie, "Electric State," which was directed by Joe and Anthony Russo, who helmed four movies in the Marvel Cinematic Universe.
Based on Simon Stålenhag's 2018 illustrated novel of the same name and written by Christopher Markus and Stephen McFeely, "Electric State" also stars Ke Huy Quan, Jason Alexander, Woody Harrelson, Anthony Mackie, Brian Cox, Jenny Slate, Giancarlo Esposito and Stanley Tucci.
Recently, Brown hit back at critics who have made derogatory comments about her appearance. On Tuesday, the two-time Emmy Award nominee shared an Instagram video in which she was seen reading some headlines from articles that she found offensive.
"I started in this industry when I was 10 years old," Brown wrote in the caption of her post. "I grew up in front of the world, and for some reason, people can't seem to grow with me. Instead, they act like I'm supposed to stay frozen in time, like I should still look the way I did on Stranger Things Season 1. And because I don't, I'm now a target."
"This isn't journalism," she added. "This is bullying. The fact that adult writers are spending their time dissecting my face, my body, my choices, it's disturbing. The fact that some of these articles are written by women? Even worse."
"Disillusioned people can't handle seeing a girl become a woman on her terms, not theirs," Brown added. "I refuse to apologize for growing up."
Meanwhile, Brown added another name to her moniker last year when she married Jon Bon Jovi's son, Jake Bongiovi.
After announcing their engagement in April 2023, the couple tied the knot in May 2024 when Brown was 20 and Bongiovi was 22.
Bon Jovi weighed in on his son's marriage shortly after the pair tied the knot.
"They are great, they are absolutely fantastic," Bon Jovi told BBC's "The One Show." "It was a very small family wedding and the bride looked gorgeous, and Jake is happy as can be. It's true."
During an interview with Vanity Fair last month, Brown addressed why she and Bongiovi decided to get married so early in their lives.
"We were pretty united going into it. We talked about our political views, what kind of family we want to build, the kind of home we want to live in, the kind of relationship we're looking for, the kind of careers we want," she said.
"It's such an important decision, and we wanted to make sure we were making the right one. I knew I was. It always felt right with him."
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My share of the Uber and train tickets are £13.79. 11:30 a.m. — We go through security and B then horrifies me by buying a 50ml bottle of Garnier suncream for £8 (!) because it's the only one that has factor 50 as I wanted. B gets me into a lounge with his Amex card. I've never been to an airport lounge before and it was really quiet, so great for avoiding overwhelm, but the food was terrible. If I hadn't gone on B's Amex card, I would absolutely not have paid £42 for the privilege. But it's free and I love things that are free, so I eat up. 2:30 p.m. — We take off to Kefalonia. I mostly nap on the plane and occasionally walk around looking like an idiot with my giant travel pillow around my neck. I'm moving towards embracing my eccentricity. I buy some snacks on the plane, a cookie, a Kit Kat and some water, £7.05. 6 p.m. — We land in Argostoli Airport. It's a fantastic airport: really quick to get through and there's a man on the door greeting us as we enter the terminal, which I've never seen before and loved. 7 p.m. — Our taxi driver meets us to take us to the northern fishing village of Fiskardo. Kefalonia is the most beautiful place I've ever seen and there are goats wandering up the cliffs! However, the roads are windy and our driver goes fast and I soon become violently travel sick. I end up asking to pull over multiple times and being sick on the side of the road and down myself. The driver is extremely lovely about it. The taxi cost 90 EUR and we tip 10 EUR (paid in cash already purchased). 8:30 p.m. — We get to our villa (which has had the key left in the lock because Fiskardo is very safe) and I put the sick dress in a plastic bag and collapse on the bed. B goes out to get food and discovers that there is only one extremely expensive supermarket in Fiskardo. He buys waffles, cream cheese, and Haribo, £4.37 for my share. By the time he returns, I've revived enough to sit on the terrace, looking at the beautiful view of the neighbouring island of Ithaca while eating Haribo. I'm excited about seeing the view in the light tomorrow. 9:30 p.m. — Sleep. Total: £33.21 Conclusion "It was a highly unusual week and I made lots of purchases that I wouldn't have made in my normal life. That said, my parents covering our reception food saved us a lot of money and the civil partnership costs were very minimal comparably to other similar events (less than £1,200 including the food), even if I did let myself buy things that I wouldn't normally allow. I notice that I had no entertainment spend because my only entertainment was a night at the theatre that I already paid for and it was a week of mostly doing writing applications and chores. I typically have a little more fun across the week and I also don't normally work quite as hard as this because I literally can't due to fatigue. I found the experience of recording my spend intriguing, as a Money Diary fan, but I didn't love coming face-to-face with the cost of my smaller purchases. I feel a bit sick at seeing that the total weekly amount is well over half of my post-mortgage/bills income, but the travel money is a large portion of this amount and I paid for that out of savings. I don't think I would change much in the future, except to note that the tiny extravagant purchases didn't bankrupt me and I could probably be more realistic about them, rather than immediately denying myself."
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Jason Isaacs approves of Johnny Flynn casting as Lucius Malfoy in 'Harry Potter' series: 'Just please don't make him sing'
The big-screen version of the villainous Lucius Malfoy has spoken. Jason Isaacs, who portrayed the wizard in several films based on J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter saga, approves of Johnny Flynn being cast in the role of the father of Draco Malfoy in the upcoming TV adaptation for HBO. A fantastic actor, a lovely man and, irritatingly, a rather brilliant musician too. Couldn't have handed the snake-topped baton on to anyone better. Just please don't make him sing…#HarryPotter #JohnnyFlynn#KillTheElfEarly — Jason Isaacs (@jasonsfolly) June 9, 2025 "A fantastic actor, a lovely man and, irritatingly, a rather brilliant musician too," Isaacs posted Monday on X. "Couldn't have handed the snake-topped baton on to anyone better. Just please don't make him sing...." The actor is known for starring in the Netflix series Lovesick, which aired from 2014 to 2018, and for the 2020 movie Stardust, in which he portrayed the late David Bowie. Flynn also appeared in the 2020 version of Emma. In the streamer's 2024 drama series Ripley, he played the ill-fated Dickie Greenleaf. As Isaacs noted, Flynn is a singer and songwriter who's released several albums and soundtracks. The younger actor is one of more than a dozen cast members headed to Hogwarts, following the phenomenal success of the movies and books following the adventures of the boy wizard and his friends attending a school of magic. Isaacs has said that he thinks he will be but a memory, if anything at all, once the new show has debuted. "I have to say, I'll milk this, because this time next year, there's gonna be another Lucius Malfoy, and he's gonna be fantastic, and I'll be long forgotten," he said in April on the Awards Chatter podcast. "So I am savoring every round of applause I get." He said he wasn't looking for compliments, but being realistic. "I'm just saying, they are making the TV series, and it will be brilliant," Isaacs said. "And I will be — just like I'm now last season's White Lotus actor — I will be the [previous] iteration of Lucius Malfoy, and that's fine by me. I've had a good run." While the cast includes other showbiz veterans, such as John Lithgow, Janet McTeer, and Nick Frost, it also features several newcomers: Dominic McLaughlin, Arabella Stanton, and Alastair Stout will play Harry and his closest friends Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Read the original article on Entertainment Weekly
