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Showing posts with label My New BFF. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My New BFF. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

Paris Hilton...tight-lipped about new BFF on Ellen, part of magic act in Vegas, & bubbly over Tokyo puppy & new squeeze Doug!



Paris Hilton made the rounds this past week as the calendar tolled another notch on her designer belt.

Yup, the sexy heiress turned one year older.

Wiser, too?

With her new squeeze Doug Reinhardt on her elegant arm, Paris indulged Master Vegas Showman - Nathan Burton - when she was invited to partake in a magic trick on stage to the delight of partygoers.

First, he encased her nubile bod in a wooden box - then without warning - tossed a switch that sent 28 spikes "through" her.

With all the back-stabbing Ms. Hilton has been forced to endure in Hollywood over the years, it was - needless to say - a piece of cake!

Her outfit signalled a carefree romantic mood, for sure.

Sort-of a cross between a hippie-trippie tribute - to a carefree footloose-and-fancy free escape from fashion sensibility - Ms. Hilton nabbed a lot of attention - albeit, not all favorable - as she traipsed about in a delicate off-the-wall headband and sparkly silver cocktail dress with a big bauble affixed at the bodice like a giant headlight!

The wild birthday bash (Hilton turned 28 on Feb. 27th) was brimming to the rafters with a cast of madhouse characters conjured up by Jeff Beacher (party-boy extraordinaire) who touted the splashy affair as his last gasp in the glitzy desert oasis.

As ringleader, he presided over the festive proceedings, without missing a hitch.

There was a lot to take a gaggle (and giggle) at; for instance, there were 400 pound go-go dancers (female); Britney, Jackson, and Pee-Wee Herman look-a-likes; teletubbies; a towering Iron Man, and a crew of Pink Ooompa Loompas.

Paris was ecstatic since the lipstick shade is her favorite.

The goings-on were taped for an upcoming edition of my new BFF.

Speaking of Hilton's new BFF, when Paris guested on the Ellen Degeneres show this past week, she was tight-lipped when the hilarious funny-lady quizzed her about the old BFF.

"What ever happened to her," Ellen pointedly asked.

Paris wasn't about to cave in.

She just shrugged and tried to evade the probing question.

It was kind of like Michael's elusive pet bubbles, who disappeared off of the face of the earth one day, without explanation.

You don't suppose her old BFF was one of the insiders who tattled to thieves about where the goodies were, do you?

If you recall, Paris had a break in, and the burglary has yet to be solved, Sherlock.

On a lighter note, Ellen ran some footage of a recent tour of Hilton's pricey new digs.

"And,you have a new puppy, don't 'ya?"

When Paris was in Tokyo, her new boy-toy - Doug Reinhardt gifted her with an adorable toy Pomeranian.

Although the heiress has a doghouse for her pets designed like a small mansion, replete with balconies and picket fences, the new addition sleeps with her at night

Ellen tried to get the scoop on Doug, but Paris wasn't about to kiss 'n tell.

But, gossip columnists in sin city have been tittering that the former pro baseball player, has been on a roster of D-list celebrities being paid to show up at clubs for $$$.

Ouch!





Saturday, March 22, 2008

Paris Hilton...casts for confidante, sensitivity a must!





Paparazzi wrangling required!





I stumbled across an interesting casting notice in Back Stage.



Paris Hilton, our darling media muffin, is seeking a confidante for her new reality show, My New BFF.



I suppose the first task would be to figure out what BFF stands for. I hang my head in shame and admit. I cheated.



I cruised over to her web site and was able to determine the initials stand for, "New Best Friend".



Ho hum!



Some of the scintillating ideas I conjured up in my own twisted mind were a lot more intriguing, I assure you!



But, moving on...



When it comes to potential candidates, Paris is fairly open across the board. For instance, the casting office notes that applicants may be male or female and any age or ethnicity.



I suppose if she hires a studly guy he could double as a bodyguard. Or, in the alternative, don a Chauffeur's cap when Missy gets a bit tipsy so the hostess-with-the-mostest may avoid another DUI.



But, be wary (dear Paris) of warming up to a pretty young gal. If you're not careful she'll be strutting around in your designer duds when you're at Mom's and trying to slip into the sack with your boyfriend when the two of you are on the outs.



Go for a homely woman with sensible shoes!



Apparently, Ms. Hilton's handlers have noted that endurance is essential.



If all that late-night carousing and jockeying for face time amid the swarms of blood-thirsty paparazzi staking out territory in front of the "Villa" and "Koi" invigorates 'ya, this is your cup of tea.



Of course, loyalty is important, too.



In that case, Paris, let's have a heart to heart. Time to dump that photographer who shot the publicity still posted above. Is it my imagination, or did the shutterbug cut off the top of your pretty noggin'? Or, are you just missing a vital part of your brain?



An ability to navigate "girl politics" is a prerequisite, as well.



Girl politics?



In that event, the hapless hopeful should take a cue from stumper Hillary Clinton. After all, the Dem Dame has been a sterling example of "humanization for maximum effect" in recent weeks.



Yes, it's important to be tear-eyed on occasion and reveal a vulnerable side. It drums up sympathy, after all. But, when called for, the right candidate should know how to stick to her guns and take a tough-as-nails stance to establish that no woman is a push-over, either.



In the event of a hissy-fit or two the confidante should be able to calm the waters by noting with soothing sensitivity,



"It's that time of the month, you know?"



Heck - didn't you know? - even guys have a day or two each month when they get - um - testy. Surely, Ms. Hilton is entitled to a bluesy off-note moment or two now 'n then!



So, good luck with the interviews, Ms. Hilton.



And, if any of the candidates don't work out, they can always shrug and say,



"Well, at least we had Paris."



Delectable culinary treats at Koi...





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