Kathy Hilton: Paris Got Screwed
Can the Hiltons never just shut the eff up? You’d think, after the whole “Paris, go to jail, go directly to jail” crap, followed by the publicity campaign by Wonky to prove herself a changed woman, that her parents would realize the best thing to do would be to not keep opening their pie holes about it. But, no. Paris’ mommy, Kathy Hilton, is speaking out about her poor baby’s mistreatment, proved the apple doesn’t fall far from the entitled, unaware tree.
On Paris’ sentence:
“Yes, it was a powerful warning for all of us. You simply don’t get behind the wheel when you have even had just a bit to drink. That is totally irresponsible. I agree with that. I do criticize how Paris’ case was handled though. That was not about the law, the prosecutor even admitted that. His own wife drove twice without a license and even smashed up a car. No, of 2000 cases that were like Paris’, no one was punished like she was.”
Did the prosecutor admit any such thing–or was this what Kathy wants to believe? And don’t you love the way she minimizes the DUI with the addendum of “a bit to drink?” Somehow I don’t think the families of the 16,000 people who are killed by drunk drivers differentiate between “a bit” and “a lot.”
On the public’s perception of Paris’ upbringing:
“When Paris disobeyed us, we would first confiscate her mobile phone – practically her life. Second time it would be disconnected, for a month or so. Mothers are mothers, annoying. Perhaps I was too strict with Paris. But she drove me crazy for two years. We lived in a hotel then. In the evenings she would lay a doll under her bedclothes and put on a wig to steal out of the house. She was cheeky but never spoiled like it’s always written – constant room service and credit card at ten years old, that is sick. But we never sued and so this myth grew larger and larger.”
Riiigghhttt. Kathy was too strict and Paris was just this side of being a little Shirley Temple-esque imp. What, no stories of her dancing with the hired help or sneaking down to the kitchen to help the cook make cookies? C’mon, Kathy, if you’re going to sell this load of crap, really sell it. You need lessons from Dina Lohan. She’ll show you how to go over-the-top and make yourself into a martyr in three easy lessons.
You might also like