Oh, speaking of that diminutive diva, who lives to bark that she ain’t with the dude at all, she wasn’t making the scene at this par-tick party. But another blondie babe certainly was: Paris Hilton. The gal’s finally back from Asia and making her rounds on the social scene. She arrived with a brunette gal-pal and quickly made a beeline for the bar by the stage, where Matchbox Twenty was set to perform later that night.
But—quelle surprise—the bar made an exception for P and her pal. P-poo ordered shots of Jack Daniels and glasses of Coke to chase the liquor as she texted on her über-blinged-out BlackBerry. Other guests who were waiting patiently for their libations behind Paris were told the bar was closed, even though the heiress had just been served in plain sight of everyone.
1. Former known princesses (he only likes 'em semifamous or famous, trust) the Daxster’s been into, in one way or another, have contacted us, and they’re hoping Kristen is, um, up for the unusual boudoir challenge.
2. Think Great Dane, not miniature greyhound.