
Regardless, it’s interesting that after all that effort went into creating Paris as a star the world couldn’t get enough of and, she’s more or less destined to end up where her mother left off – acting in arguably lame film projects to mocking, ironic acclaim.
Kathy Hilton is probably sitting in a chair right now, clutching a large, heavy tumbler full of gin staring straight ahead at a mirror and all she can see is her dreadful, soul burning failure.
Actually, realistically, this could be exactly what Paris needs to regain some cultural relevance now that her paper thin substance has started to dissolve in the face of Posh Spice and Lindsay Lohan. And her own unattractive, translatable humanity. If she can just not suck and can attempt self deprecating irony she could easily be the next Joan Collins. And pretty soon there’ll be a space for that because there’s only so long Collins herself can keep the years at bay with staplers and a blow torch before her head just falls off. [source]
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