Say what you will about Paris Hilton 'cause nothing is going to bring her down. Do you know what is the best way to make sure that you never feel depressed and low? The secret lies in learning to love yourself, to appreciate yourself to the full extent of your merits and to always think happy thoughts when it comes to your own self.
It's a whole philosophy of life and it implies reaching a certain stage where absolutely nothing in the world can put a damper on your positive outlook on life. Paris Hilton is one of the few masters of this art. You're wondering what on earth I'm talking about? Let me make things easier for you: the heiress must be one of the most self-centered, narcissistic, self-involved, selfish persons on this planet. Oh, so I gather you're not that surprised...
Paris Hilton may suck at making movies, music or fashion, she might be the most annoying celebrity in showbiz but at least she will never be alone. Because she will always have herself. In case you were having problems figuring out what makes her so happy or what helps her smile even in the most tragic moment of her life ('tragic', not in the Tsunami-like way but rather in the sense of 'Oh, I made some amateur porn video and now it's out and the entire world is gonna see me naked, giving lousy blow jobs').
Even the paparazzi who love her so much have often wondered how come Paris never seems down. Now, thank God!, we have an answer for this question that has been burning our brains for the past year, preventing sleep: Paris always has Paris to help her through the difficult times. Various people who attended her birthday party were more than kind as to share with us details about what they saw in her house. And, trust me, this is something that we should all do.
Apparently, the guests at the exclusivist party (to read: a party no other A-lister wanted to attend but to which people like you and me did not have access) were handed pens the moment they entered Hilton's house and were asked to write appreciative comments on the many Paris portraits. 'Upon entry, guests were handed silver pens and told to write gushing messages on a gigantic portrait of the ever-modest party hostess', one US newspaper writes, after talking with such a VIP guest.
But the 'gigantic' portrait was not the only one to be seen in the hall of the house. According to the same sources, it was filled with tens of other portraits, either photographs or paintings, all depicting the same lovely subject. And, to top all that, rumor has it that the party-goers were handed fortune cookies and all the messages inside them said the same thing: 'Happy Birthday, Paris!'
My, my! If Paris, American's fantasy princess (it shows that I can't get over the fact that she called herself that, doesn't it?), is not one of the most modest and likable persons in Hollywood, I honestly don't know who is. But you know what? If Paris will some day fail at something, she will always have one hardcore fan to comfort her. Not me, clearly. Herself.
