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June 30, 2017 | celebrity | Lex Jurgen | 0 Comments
Paris Hilton is many things, among them, hyper aware that women in numerous Eastern nations and multiple emirates want to be her. Men there want to fuck her too, but they know the price for that is more than a $60 bottle of her signature fragrance or a healthy cover charge at one of her name-licensed nightclubs in Dubai.
Hilton only recently launched her twenty-first perfume product. They’ve only exceeded a billion and a half in gross sales worldwide. Her latest is another lingerie line. She’s still modeling her own shit. Pretty serious Photoshopping but the woman does keep herself in slender shape.
“I feel very lucky that I grew up in a family with amazing businessmen, with my father and my grandfather — they’ve always been such incredible mentors to me that I’ve looked up to.”
Certainly, Barron Hilton knew how to move some bra and panties sets. Or at least remove them from women not his wife. Same difference when you’re killer rich.
It’s easy to mock Paris Hilton for all those years she made racist comments, night vision sex tapes, drove drunk into poles, and played the role of inane bimbo on and off camera. Less easy to admit unlike many of her peer group, she emerged from her 20’s into a more sober chick who is raking ten million plus a year on her own named commercial pursuits. She’s resisted the temptation to marry into wealthy society or tie her fortunes to some albino billionaire.
By all accounts, Hilton’s reached her not super smart hot girl potential. That’s the exception to the rule. Financially set and still fuckable at thirty-six isn’t a bad resume headline.
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