Paris Hilton tells the AP that she’s achieved all her professional goals in life. As in, there’s nothing left to accomplish. She’s reached the highest of heights. Should I feel sad she set the bar so low for herself or happy we’ll never have to hear about one of her projects again? From the AP:
The woman who perfected the art of being famous for being famous says she doesn’t fear being overshadowed by Kim Kardashian or any other reality show rival.
Hilton said in an interview Tuesday with The Associated Press that there are many people who try to imitate what she does. But she said, in her words, “I am the original so there is nothing like me.”
She added that she has “done everything that I wanted to do and I feel very blessed that I have been very successful on every area. So it’s very exciting. There is nothing else to do”.
To recap: Paris blew a guy on a sex tape, became famous for being a caricature of a rich heiress, failed at a music career and is now fat. Sounds like success to me. Paris is like the Michael Jordan of D-listers. If Michael Jordan just sat on his couch, played armchair quarterback and flashed his junk to people walking by his window, I mean.
