But gosh darn it, today I'm feeling just a little sorry for Paris.
I know she lives the good life - she doesn't have to work, has lots of money from Daddy, can do whatever she wants, whenever she wants and is unlikely to ever be without a cute guy by her side.
I'd like to live that life. Really. Sign me up.
But I bet she's feeling that the glass is half empty for her right now. I bet she's feeling really shitty and rejected. I bet she's wishing she'd stayed with Nick Carter. Actually, that's probably going a bit far...
Now for those of you who live on the same fictional "we don't read the newspapers/gossip mags planet" as Paris Latsis's parents, this is the news:
Paris Hilton has reportedly dumped her fiancé of the same name after it was revealed he had neglected to tell his parents of the impending nuptials.
Apparently Paris Latsis' parents turned up at a pre-wedding celebration being hosted by Daddy Hilton and had no idea why they were there. Apparently they were in complete shock to discover that their son (henceforth to be known as BPL or Bloody Phecking Loser) was engaged to our girl Paris. According to BPL it wasn't that he didn't want to tell his parents. He just never got round to doing it properly.
Bullshit.
BPL, do you honestly expect me (and more importantly Paris) to believe that your mum never reads Hello! or the Greek equivalent or some other trash mag when she's at the hairdressers? Are you saying that your parents were never contacted by some hack journo wanting a comment on your engagement when it was announced over three months ago? They don't keep a scrapbook of all your appearances in the glossies? Really???
Astonishing.
BPL, you go straight to the top of my list of bastard men. Its not a list you really want to aspire to be on (even though Brad's on there right now). A few of my exes are on there and trust me, you don't want to be keeping company with them. Some of them are just plain nasty.
Chin up Paris Hilton. There are better men out there. Somewhere. One day we'll find them. And they'll be happy to tell their parents about us. Maybe. I hope.
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