Monday, October 19, 2009

Pomp Goes Paris

Love it or hate it, Paris Hilton is a pioneer. As a nerdy Jewish bookworm growing up in the ghetto Lower East Side of the early '90s, Paris is my shiksa goddess wet dream and inspiration to succeed. Bowlmor Lanes, where I spent so many Sundays knocking down pins to de-stress after Hebrew School, had Paris host Carnival, full of sword swallowers, contortionists, stilt walkers and colorful booze. After our photographer snapped Paris, her bodyguards started beefing, so we snuck behind a one-way glass Funhouse partition right behind her head. The view of press, paparazzi and bodyguards was dazzling, if a little lonely looking. Fame is worse than Heroin, seductive and addictive. Still on our high, we hit up the open bar at Sin Sin's Picante Thursdays. LES keeps me grounded.

(Paris Hilton)




(Royal Young, Pomp & Circumstance Executive Editor, Lori Bizzoco, Pomp & Circumstance, Entertainment Editor)

Photos: Amanda Segur


Anonymous said...

Not a huge Paris fan, but this looks like crazy fun

Anonymous said...

Don't care about Paris (or France for that matter). All I know is that I love this story. The writing is great and it was so much fun to read.

Anonymous said...

Paris and Hebrew School...great combo

Mercedes said...

Totally cool!

Anonymous said...

i like the way you marry glitz with sadness. they are never mutually exclusive.