The glare of the Hollywood limelight can be a killer for any kid. Take Paris Jackson, for instance.
Did someone say hot mess? It’s been a while since Paris Hilton has forced us to clutch our pearls, stuff our ears and reach for the nearest bottle of Brain Bleach all at once. We suppose the return of such gestures was long overdue.
Back in 2006, before anyone had been brainwashed into thinking they had to keep up with the Kardashians, all the paparazzi cameras were trained on a different vacuous former sex-tape-starring famewhore — Paris Hilton. So someone somewhere decided that since she was “famous,” that meant she could sing too! It was a very dark time.
DJ Herpes Hilton: Try that on for size. Move over, Sam Ronson. Hang onto your turntables, Mix Masters. Imagine walking into your favorite hotspot and grooving to the rhythms of Paris Hilton. Would you think that was totally hot or oh-so-not? Eh — it really doesn’t matter because the socialite will likely be invading (or…
Reality fans just aren’t that into the Paris Hilton’s intepretation of “The World.” Apparently, neither is Oxygen.