As promised, the 2nd installment of Page Six: the Magazine hit the stands today, and if you can get past the opening Jessica Joffe/Banana Republic spread (and the ads on practically every other page), you'll find a flimsy magazine full of all sorts of litterbox treats. There's plenty of pictures of celebs reading the Post, an odd quote from James Ellroy about how he likes to scratch himself and, best of all, an article on how everyone loves the show Ugly Betty — which is good, because the issue also features a full-page Ugly Betty ad. Well-played, really.
Then there's this here horrifying image of Kathy Hilton (with wee Paris) from a fashion show in 1987; it accompanies an article about Jerry Oppenheimer's new book, House of Hilton, which, among other things, details how Mother Hilton came to be the evil womb responsible for so much hate in this world. Kathy's father is a mere housepainter; as a young climber, she had a tryst with a member of the Jackson 5 (oh, please let it be Tito) when she was 16; and, best of all, Kathy's mother (Paris' grandmother) wanted to make sure her daughter "had all the tools" to land herself a rich husband like Rick Hilton, so she enrolled Kathy in "sex lessons" that were taught by a man in a van in front of their house.
All of which almost explains Paris Hilton. Almost.
Earlier: Page Six: The Magazine: The Return









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MY EYES! MY EYES! AUUUUUUUUUGH!
To be fair, I've learned quite a bit myself while spending time in various vans.
Can't believe I haven't landed a gem like Rick Hilton.
Strangely, this picture is more disturbing to me than the ones you posted a few months ago, in which she was wearing a transparent top at some party, displaying the trademark Hilton "I'm a complete waste of life" smirk as she displayed her aged tatas.
damn son.
1987? Why, you haven't aged a day, Kathy.
John David Karr is going to prison for less than this.
Must...destroy plates....ditch..van..in..river...shave mustache..
There's the young Paris in the corner and the Paris-to-come in the foreground. Scary.
DamnQ my co-worker behind me just got an eyeful.
Paris in a corner?
Nobody puts Paris in a corner!
She looks like an ugly, bloated version of Glenn Close.
And, although it's not a stretch, Little Paris is a dead-ringer for Jonbenet Ramsey.
Wow-after view this I think her 'padding' started the fad of brazilian waxing. That punani definitely has the 'Serta Sleeper' quality to it.
karen , yes there's definitely too much patsy ramsey/ jon benet subtext to that 1987 pic for comfort
next time Paris blah-blahs about "iconic blonde... American royalty" recall please exactly how the House of Windsor, for example, never had camel-toe bathing suit strutting or van-sex training.
It may be the photo angle, but it surely looks like that Paris could actually crawl back into Mommy's busted vagina. And that's a beautiful thing.
Is the man in the van down by the river the one who also told kathy that giving blowjobs causes face craters (per Paris' interview in Blender)
Im so glad pg 6 mag is back.
I can't find it anywhere online, but in the February 2000 issue of Vogue, there's an article about the Hiltons called "American Beauties," by none other than Plum Sykes.
I didn't know who they were at the time, but the picture of all three Hiltons in a hotel room was nightmare-inducing and beyond creepy. They all had vapid, vacant dead eyes and looked like mildly retarded mannequins. (I think the article was about their debut in Paris, or going to the collections, something like that.)
I wish someone could find it, it was such a disturbing picture that it lingers in my mind nearly seven years later.
i didn't realize vaginas could get fat.
this picture is insanely disturbing.
Wait...so Paris is a REAL blonde? I'da lost a bet.
Am I the only one who thinks that Hayden Panettiere looks like the Hilton clan? She's always resembled Paris to me, but that picture of Kathy Hilton could be her in thirty years.
Maybe that's why Paris likes to party with her? Mommy issues!
Well laaa-dee-freakin'-dah.... We got ourselves a model here! Too bad you're gonna end up eating a steady diet of government cheese, and living in a van down by the river! Now, young man, what do you want to do with your life?
Kathy could don a rotting elephant hide, smear her face with apple butter and crush tin foil on her feet then parade anywhere and her doppy drugged husband would smile blandly, nod agreeably and polietly clap..
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