Word: hiltonization
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...Martha Stewart, “because of, like, everything she has created with her brand.” And VF writer James Wolcott couldn’t help but be impressed by the twins and their aura, concluding that, “Unlike the Bush daughters or the Hilton sisters, who always look as if they were about to pop out of a bachelor-party cake, M-K and Ash, as they’re known in the hood, are modest, demure, able to walk without weaving.” The very fact that Vanity Fair interviewed the twins...
...rolling. The painfully sleek website quotes McCann on his vision: “I started LimoLiner because I believe civilized traveling is not a privilege, but a right.” That right is available to the tune of $138 round trip, and is leaving from a very plebeian Hilton Hotel, either in Boston or New York, near...
...Brooklyn native born into a tradition of shoe manufacturing—his father made Candies, a popular shoe in the 1970s—Cole started his career by selling 40,000 shoes out of a 40-foot trailer parked across from the New York Hilton in just over two days...
...their fame absent the blonde locks would be difficult, it’s theoretically possible (each is, after all, a triple threat in her own right—singer, dancer and actress). No such alternate explanations exist for the fame of my latest blonde obsession, hotel heiress Paris Hilton. She is so devoid of talent that she inspired equally talentless B-list comedian Jeffrey Ross to announce at Carson Daly’s Roast how proud he was to be on a stage “in front of all these extremely talented people—and the Hilton sisters...
Ross raises a legitimate point; Paris Hilton is vacuous. She appears to have eating disorders that have yet to be documented, and she’s reportedly racking up enough bedside notches to make even Wilt Chamberlain blush. But I have a confession: her outfits make me want to do a cartwheel. If I had to die and be reincarnated, I probably would come back either as Jesus or as one of Paris Hilton’s handbags. So let’s forget about brunette Alice Walton, Wal-Mart heiress and divorcee, who probably spends her Friday nights...