Paris Hilton (remember her?) was spotted out and about in LA yesterday with sister, Nicky, looking, well, like a
semi-normal human being.
It’s almost kind of one of those “Where’s Waldo” photos or “What’s wrong with this picture” ads. I mean, no exposed snatch, no greasy heir on her arm, no bow-legged skinny-cow stance. I’m … confused.
I actually kind of miss the old, golden gossip days where Paris was hooking up with this one and getting engaged to that one … I mean, she still looks the same: poorly bleached hair of a very unnatural shade, tiny, baby-doll dresses and huge sunglasses, but guys … she’s changed inside or something. Yeah, she’s still trying to party with VS models and still trying to release that fabled album, but … damn, it’s just not the same.
Could it be that old wonky-eye is growing up? I’ll be honest, Paris — you’ve kinda made me proud. Bored, yes, but proud — I guess so!