Happy Birthday to my best friend Shosanna. I hope you have a wonderful day, Shosanna.
Happy Birthday to my best friend Shosanna. I hope you have a wonderful day, Shosanna.
Belated Happy Birthday, Paris. I hope you have a splendid weekend of celebration ahead of you. I'm looking forward to your new music album.
I recently had my own birthday celebration, Paris. My friends Shosanna and Bridget came round and bought me loads of great Blu Rays and DVDs including the original Halloween movies, the recent Halloween 2, the extended versions of the orginal Girl with the Dragon Tattoo Swedish movies, The Exterminator and Vamp, which is a cult favourite of the 80s that I had not seen for some time. I also recently got a cheap home cinema ...
I like that sentiment. Ultimately in life I think you have to be yourself in the end, no matter how many people try to make you wear a mask or be someone else. It can take a lot to find yourself when everyone else is trying to mould you to their ideas.
Merci, my dearest friend.
Thank you, my Trojan princess :)
Greetings, Paris.
Sorry I have not been around, but my other dear friend Maria Sharapova needed some consolation (in that manner that only I can give) after some recent disappointment. I'm sure you understand.
Anyway, around our block we're having a party. Shosanna and Bridget are dancing to Katy Perry. Marcel is strumming a guitar. My faithful bodyguards/hit girls, the Plastiscines are out having sniper practice on the front lawn. There are Doritos. Later we might watch either Luc Besson's 'Subway' or perhaps some more 24 season 2 (we all agree that Kim Bauer should have ...
Sorry to hear about that but I am glad that you are both unhurt.
Sentiment isn't so easy to let go of, so my advice would be: Don't throw away anything that you think (or KNOW) that you'll end up missing or regretting later.
Going through stuff from the past and revisiting old memories can be hard, so I admire you for wanting to tackle this if that's what you think is best for you.
She really could be anywhere!
I never know she's around until I hear her voice ask me to "pass the dip" or "pass the mustard" and I nearly jump out of my skin! No, Paris isn't stalking me, we just end up in the same restaurants on occasion. Funnily enough I remember one time at Dorsia, when she came up to me and said "pass the Ed" before correcting herself to "I mean pass the..." looking round and getting annoyed "Oh damnit! Where did he go?" and then she left. Didn't make much sense at the time ...
Thank you, Ed.
When little Maximillian comes of age, I'll be happy to buy him a Kindle with you, princess.
That's beautiful, darling. Like you.
Paris, I'm glad to hear that you, your boyfriend and your bodyguard are all in good shape after what happened. I realise that having to see that psycho intruder in court must have been stressful enough, without someone else endangering others and making your day more stressful. I'm sorry that so many sick or violent people target you like that. I'm heartened to hear of you spending time afterwards with kids to make Mothers Day cards with them. That is such a good and sweet thing. My own mother is no longer alive. I'm glad that ...
Paris, today I was thinking about your wonderful debut album. It's a fantastic album all round and one I've always enjoyed listening to. I think songs like Nothing In This World, Jealousy, Screwed and Stars Are Blind are among the catchiest songs I've ever heard. I love that your album has so much energy. It's pop but it has the same energy as rock and belongs among good pop music that adults can enjoy, rather than the kind of bland bubblegum music for undiscerning kids that tends to give pop music a bad name.
I've found your mens' colognes hard to get hold of in the past, Paris. I've never tried Heir, but I like both Paris Hilton For Men and Just Me For Men, with the former probably being my favourite.
This is a very beautiful picture of Paris.