"I love Montreal," Hilton said as she left her hotel en route to the club. Shouts of "Paris, I love you!" could be heard from a crowd of about 60 onlookers who gathered in front of the St. James Hotel. A black SUV with bodyguards transported Hilton about 100 metres to the club, where dozens of fans had waited hours for her arrival.
I still don't precisely appreciate how someone who doesn't really do something can have fans, but whatever. I shouldn't try to break my brain, annoying to figure it out. As an alternative, I should focus on the odd boy band affiliate traits in one of these pictures, which is dress in all white. I don't recognize what's more bothering that his outfit make knows his nipples and underwear, or that he's gripping a clipboard, designating that he's really dressed that way as his JOB.
