I’m going Larry King USA Today column stream-of-consciousness-style on this one:Paris Hilton lives in a fancy, gated community, and the guard told us that to find her house, just look for the matching light-blue and pink Bentleys out front… Over her doorbell is a large metal plaque with raised letters that say “Princess Paris”… She has a big waiting room where her very cute assistant sits, and a bunch of Paris’ clothing, purse and perfume products are displayed in glass cases… Her Chihuahuas, who run in a big pack, greet you before her, all wearing tiny holiday sweaters, and jump right into your lap. Points for the owner of small dogs that aren’t skittish… Paris was beautiful, extra dolled-up after doing an interview and a quick photoshoot… She’s done thousands of magazine covers, and every one is framed in her house… Stripper pole in her bedroom… We recorded in her “music room,” which had an elaborate mixing board, and music-related posters of Paris in bikinis, if you can imagine… Arguably one of the more surreal experiences of my weekend.
