No child left behind in the private plane.  No child denied access to Louis Vuitton and Juicy Couture.  And no child forced to eat McDonalds.  Hollywood’s latest accessory, the infant/toddler (no one quite knows what happens when they hit puberty) is a must have for any self-adoring star.  But does swaddling your child in organic cotton or touring Venice with them, with every move being documented and filmed, first by your entourage and second by the paparazzi, create the right environment for child development – especially exceptional follicle growth and great skin?  Hollywood Child Protective Services has opened their files in an effort to enlist the public’s assistance in understanding how to spot celebrity kids in danger.

What a difference a year makes.  Last summer, Ben was the king of L.A. and riding high…well, some things never change.  Our favorite NBC non-suit, who prefers the barroom to the boardroom, is on shaky ground and rumored to be looking for a way out of his contract with NBC’s encouragement.  But nothing gets Smirky Silverman down.  Fresh from a month in Beijing, Ben is back in town and ready for business. Well, maybe not business but definitely action.

Vivienne and Knox were hardly our most demanding celebrity interview but their list of requirements for a tranquil setting did get a bit lengthy.  But after they were burped by a buxom Danish woman named Nurse Inga and dressed in darling cashmere onesies by their stylist Lacey, V and Knox were nestled in their bassinets and ready to talk about being the most famous twins ever born.

I’ve never believed in the concept that too much of a good thing can be bad for you.  Is there such a thing as too many great shoes?  Or a plethora of funny boys who also happen to be good looking?  Or too many days in Paris?  I would always rather choose from  too much than from not enough, believing that I know when to pull back.  Why ask the universe to give you less when you can step away from the buffet at any time with a “no, thank you, I’m done?