First and foremost, Paris was born into money via The Hilton Hotel chain, so itís not like sheís ever had to go without. Knowing that her life was pretty much a twenty four hour party just waiting to happen, she set out to make it exactly that. Money has a funny way of making people into celebrities and on that note, I wasnít at all surprised to see Donald Trump in here coming to her defence as heís yet another nobody who became somebody through money. In the Donís defence though, at least heís business savvy. Paris, not so much.
If becoming an icon through money wasnít enough, Paris has had the pleasure of being in movies, videos, modeling shoots and even got her own ridiculous show THE SIMPLE LIFE and an even dumber concept with PARIS HILTONíS MY NEW BFF. And lest we forget ONE NIGHT IN PARIS a disturbingly clever titled sex tape that not only unleashed her dumbass into the world at an exponential rate, but also fuelled our generationís (laughable) sex tape craze. I mean, the list goes on and on and all the while itís her thatís orchestrated this spotlight madness and now she wants sympathy!? Not likely.
PARIS, NOT FRANCE is a joke in the form of an hour youíll never get back and wouldnít want to remember if you could. It really doesnít matter who comes to bat for her or how hard they all say the life of a celebrity is I just canít bring myself to feel sorry for her. I donít hate her, but I sure as hell wonít be shedding any tears for her either. Save yourself the mental tribulations and leave this one alone.