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Monday, March 3, 2008

Paris leaves little to the imagination in sexy photo-shoot

Over-rated. Slutty. Talentless. These are the words that come to mind when I hear the name Paris Hilton. This photo was recently published of Paris wearing nothing more then a pair of Calvin Klein underwear and a hat. Seriously, is there anything this dried up, talentless slut won't do for fame? I think not. The only reason Paris is famous is because she has the Hilton fortune. But even she knows that the fortune isn't enough to keep her famous. So, at every opportunity, she takes off her clothes and pretends she's sexy.

"Yes, I do get paid to go to parties; in fact, I'm the person who started the whole trend of paid appearances" Oh My Gosh, she is so full of herself! She's trashier then Britney Spears, which is saying something. Another quote from her about how she gets furious when critics claim all she does is party: "It makes me angry because people don't know the real me, and I'm a very hard worker." Says the 27-year-old. Hard worker, my ass. Partying must be very hard on her.

Nobody would even look twice at her if she wasn't rich. The amount of crap she comes out with is starting to crack me up. Her numerous products and endorsements which include hair straighteners, a drink, a new perfume, a dog clothing line, a jewellery line and shoe line. Who would honestly ever buy stuff like that just because Paris says it's cool? If you look closely, there's either paper, a spitball or a lump on her stomach, just below her bellybutton. I'm surprised they didn't airbrush it; they certainly airbrushed the rest of her.

Face the facts, nobody is perfect. There is no way this could be natural. Unless, of course, you define natural as airbrushed, caked in makeup and fake-tanned. I’d love to see her without makeup. Prove she’s not perfect. Calling this shot raunchy would be like calling a dead goldfish sexy. The last thing I have to say for this post is that's the closest I've ever seen her legs together. Normally they're both going in separate directions, if you know what I mean. M-J out!

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