Paris Hilton has now left the beautiful country of West Africa and made her way to Turkey. There she will attempt to negotiate a truce between the Kurdish guerrilla forces who make raids daily from their encampments in the hills into the government-controlled… No, hang on, she's there to be a judge in
Miss Turkey 2008.
In a complete surprise she is hauled up onstage for a spot of impromptu belly dancing which was in no way pre-planned or staged whatsoever, or at all. Oh no. Commentary after the jump...
Gasp! As with all the grace and panache of a mortally-injured horse she
takes to the stage, grinning at the audience and flashing her wonk-eye
at the men, who all seem to be asking 'Is she looking at me or someone
three feet to my left?'
Cringe! As she ignores the professional belly dancer and seems to go
straight for the band before righting herself and grudgingly sharing
the stage with a much more attractive woman.
Despair! As she lurches from foot to foot like a drunk uncle at a
wedding before attempting to be sexy whilst all the while looking like
a marionette with a couple f broken strings.
A truly classy performance from a truly classy woman.