from the awful truth:
Now, not only was Paris L. multicoastal, he's very domestic--not exactly our Paris. H.'s style.
"She thought it would be cute," relayed a supertight amiga to heiress Hilton. "She saw Nicole [Richie] doing it, her sister [Nicky] and some others, and she thought, Oh, I want to do that!"
Until she saw another woman's Greek studscicle. Suddenly, domestic bliss with Mr. Latsis went out the Ferrari window. Who cares? Mr. Stavros' replacement, I hear, is only minutes away, unlike the return of P.H.'s $5 million engagement rock from Latsis. That, my pets, is the real story.
"Knowing Paris," smartie-sassed a close crony of hers, "she will not be returning it. It's just not her style."
"That ring ain't goin' back," bemoaned another Hilton confidante.
Oh, really? Think again, my sweet-'n'-sour gossips. Possibly prepare for a bit o' benevolence from our Paris-poo. Remember, this gal opens orphanages now.