Fame and Fortune Are Finally Splitting Up Now
That Greed, Artifice and Jealousy Are Fully Grown.
It’s not news that fame can be attained for
seemingly very little this century. The standard bearer of this century’s brand
of fame and fortune is, or was, Paris Hilton. Before her, that family name made
itself widely known by the sharp business mind of her grandfather William
Barron Hilton. He became famous. He made a fortune. He built hotels. Paris
didn’t have a penny to her name. She had an allowance. She wore high heels and
said ‘That’s hawt.”
She dabbled in
fashion related start-up businesses that worked as long as she went to high
profile parties. She had a perfume made in her name. She made a fortune off her
own back. After a series of half-hearted TV reality shows she is now a
celebrity DJ paid to play. But at 33 and still rich and beautiful, she’s not so
hawt anymore.
Paris will always be the Queen of Not Much Inbetween. Fame for
talent and fortune for hard work is so last century and that pairing has long
gone their separate ways. Greed, artifice and jealousy are the centre stage
stars and they created a new, thinner, low-fat fame of their own to beguile the
masses and flim-flam fortunes that can actually be spent within one shopping
spree and the running time of their own sex tapes.
It is not a surprise that
more people have T shirts by the 70’s underground rock band The Ramones than
actually bought their music.
Everybody knows The Only Way is Essex but the world and her sister travel in other
directions.
There is no way of Keeping Up
With The Kardashians unless you care to pursue them with only the view of
Mrs. Kardashian-West’s ample rear end in
your face or her other back-up asset, her husband, posturing to be the next
Jesus.
It’s not all empty heads in full front row
seats however. Beckham did have outstanding ball control skills and, obviously,
so has Posh.
They perhaps are the current Liz and Dick, Burton and Taylor of
this century. Although she came to the fore barely able to hold a tune in The
Spice Girls, Victoria ‘Posh’ has redeemed herself with her undeniable talent
for creating clothing and David ‘Becks’ has developed even more skill at taking
his off.
Academy Awards are still given out for
great acting talents but more people know Jennifer Garner for tripping up the
stairs in her massive satin ball gown
going to accept her little golden Oscar than have seen her movies.
As long as Naomi can slam a door and throw a
phone she will be the most famous and visible hot top super model for millions
who don’t know what a Milan Fashion Week is.
So Selfies are the new sex tapes and spray
tans are the new auras and beauty is pin deep.
Let us all rejoice that with the right photoshop and high profile nervous
breakdown we too can all be stars for a day.
Warhol could never tell time.
Peter Jarrette is a Brighton UK based artist
and internationally published writer and author of BRIGHTON BABYLON (Dynasty Press Ltd. 2013).
He is a
contributor to internationally circulated Caribbean BELLE Magazine and
contributed celebrity interviews with John Cleese and the Monty Python men to the showbiz
book POMPOMS UP! FROM PUBERTY TO PYTHON AND BEYOND (Dynasty
Press Ltd. 2014)
Author of several fiction, non-fiction, memoir adult titles and four children's books (Little Simon/Simon & Schuster NYC USA 1981)
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