February 17, 2014
Through my connection with Justin Bieber, I got an assistant job with Paris Hilton, which is ideal for me, because it also gives me time to finish and work on my childhood memoir. I’m also hoping that I can either write a song with Paris, or someone else, with the hopes that it will end up being a recording by her. I wrote a song with Justin, but the last thing I heard was that he rejected it, with respect to his new album. But right now Paris has other interests besides fashion and music. She is all deeply into early 20th century art.
The closest person I can think of with respect to Paris’ personality would be Jean des Esseintes, the leading character in Joris-Karl Huysmans’ “Against Nature.” The big difference between them is Esseintes is French, and Paris is a combination of San Fernando Valley and Beverly Hills, with more refined taste of course. Nevertheless she lives in a world that is closed off, and she is only surrounded by things that make her happy. The Armory Show is one of the subject matters that give her great pleasure. Through her research of the Armory show, she discovered not only the artwork of James Whistler, but also his writings. His credo “art for art’s sake” has a strong appeal for her. In her home, she has a room set aside for herself called “The Peacock Room” which is based on Whistler’s interior design he did in 1876. The interior is considered to be example of the Anglo-Japanese style, and Paris as much as possible tried to make a perfect or exact reproduction of that room for her home. She got it mostly right, but eventually had to buy replicas of the original room, due that she couldn’t own them. Nevertheless, this is where she often sits in the afternoon, reading art criticism by Whistler and meditate on her various business ventures.
I became quite attached to her, just because she treats me so well as an employee, that I often go out and buy her little gifts. There is no way I can give her something that is money orientated or expensive, but I usually get her stuff like a Gene Pitney greatest hits collection on CD, or a vinyl re-issue of John Leyton’s “Johnny Remember Me.” I hope after I am gone and dead, she will still have this music, and therefore, one can imagine that I will still be a good memory for her.