These are shots of Paris Hilton at the Sundance Film Festival in Park City, Utah over the weekend. Because when I work my ass off trying to get a movie made, nothing makes me feel better than the undeserved celebrity of a billionaire’s daughter. But, no, seriously, how does Paris Hilton walk around and not get impaled with a ski pole? If that doesn’t prove God doesn’t exist, I don’t know what does.*
*Not counting science, The Hills and that time the kid at Taco Bell forgot my mild sauce.