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Boots FAIL

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Oh, Paris. I don’t care whether you’re in Aspen or Los Angeles or Mt. Everest. You’re competing with Lindsay Lohan each and every day of your life, and it simply cannot be done in those boots. Lindsay Lohan is the reigning boots champion of the world. The boots you are wearing are not nearly as cool as the ones Lindsay’s been wearing lately, plus how are we supposed to get a pic of your slipping and eating shit in the snow if you insist on such sturdy footwear? And lastly your name is not written on ANYTHING you are wearing right now. This worries me. What if you have a sudden chlamydia attack and pass out? How will anyone know who you are? We all know you’re not very good at hanging onto your drivers license …

Also I had a thought tonight. The thought is probably more related to the medicine I’m on for my cold than anything else, but wouldn’t it have been funny if Paris Hilton had been named Aspen instead? Like, they’re both two syllables for really expensive places where rich people go. It totally could have happened. Can’t you see her as being an Aspen Hilton? I really can.

I think I may have told this story on this blog before, but one of my best friends in high school had a brother whose middle name is Orson. His first name is Jeff. And his parents took a long time deciding which would be his middle name and which would be his first. And whenever Jeff would get into trouble — with a girl or with alcohol or partying — his parents would be like “THIS NEVER WOULD HAVE HAPPENED IF WE’D NAMED YOU ORSON!”

I don’t know why I shared that story, but I guess what I’m asking is this: Would Paris Hilton still be this obnoxious if her name were Aspen?

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