I ran into her in passing on a friend's student film over a decade ago now. And she was strangely pleasant. The business building at Loyola Marymount University is named after her great grandfather. Th guy who brought you the hotel chain. And, oddly enough, the first place my Mom worked at in Virginia when we first came to this country.
Paris was made famous by being famous. She then segued into television. She sorta' reminds me of my own party days. A weird looking alien of sorts. Odd face but pretty. Like in an alternate universe she could be the town prom queen. I think part of her "charm" was her resting bitch face too. At the time, you just wanted to fuck an expression onto it. She seemed hard to please. Her sex tape proved just how much. Watch it and you'll see a very deep narcissist attempt to have sex. It's entertaining.
Today, she is considered...old. Which at 36 years of age...it's cruel to say. But she has had her own success in her own way. It's painful to say that you miss someone like this when you see the new branded people, like the Khardashians really rode her coattails to their own stardom.
Yes, people Paris Hilton tried. The hate comes from her being wealthy and able to fail repeatedly. In that same alternate universe, her failure would've landed her in the trailer park she humorously spoofed in "The Simple Life." In our surreal world, she continues to thrive. In her own Paris way.
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