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I can’t hold this in anymore. Whenever the subject comes up I bite my tongue, ashamed of my true feelings. It’s not something most people would expect, I don’t know how it happened and it doesn’t make any sense but…
I LOVE KIM KARDASHIAN.
Oh God. There! I said it. I feel……..the same. Slightly aroused, slightly ashamed. Bahuhuh!
WTF right? She’s spoiled, seemingly superficial and famous for nothing besides a sex tape and a big ol’ butt. Not exactly the typical woman I swoon over; the majority whom are not only beautiful but also smart, talented and making a significant difference in the world. So for both your sake and my own, let me attempt to defend myself.
The Case for Kim:
First of all, she is stunning. Always. Constantly. On the beach (Fig. 1), out partying (Fig. 2) or going to the gym sans makeup (Fig. 3). And if being physically attractive isn’t a good enough reason to love somebody then I suggest you all take a good, hard look at about 90% of your relationships, whether with friends or lovers, and get back to me.
Kim shits on Paris Hilton – what’s not to love about THAT? Two girls from rich families. Naturally, they become BFFs. Both make the decision to get banged on tape. But while Kim’s tape made her look hot as hell (albeit a little lazy but I blame that on Ray J’s overachieving ass), Paris’ tape made her look like a cheap blow up doll that magically came to life in room full of green sour gas. While Paris tried to make hers look like a sneaky tape that happened to get leaked out to the public, Kim was working that camera in full colour like it was a gatdamn music video. As the clothes drop, egos clash and suddenly the two are rivals. Paris is getting more stale (and annoying) by the minute and it’s discovered that the girl has herpes. Boo hoo. As she bounces around sucking face with rich douchebag after rich douchebag, she finally realizes that she must go overseas to find both a new BFF and any shreds left of her relevancy. Kim, however, goes on to get a reality show with her family, opens a clothing store with her siblings and gets into a stable, loving relationship.
On her website, she has regular blog entries called “Hot Pics” which are usually little features of other beautiful women that Kim admires. Not catty, spiteful gossip or rumors. Admiration and respect for other beautiful, smart and talented women. Preach.
Lastly, she hasn’t tried to convince us that she has any real significant talent. She did star in Disaster Movie, which was a spoof of disaster films so it doesn’t count as a serious stab at acting. On Dancing with the Stars, she was (fairly) voted off quite early. Kim has wisely stuck to ventures that will maker her more money and that pretty much anyone can do: sex tapes, workout videos, reality television and perfume. Brilliant.
I love all the Internet Tough Guys out there who like to run their mouths about Kim Kardashian, about her being “used goods” after the sex tape and claiming that they would never “wife” her because of it. When in reality, these are the guys who jack off nightly to thoughts of Kim and would go to the ends of the earth for her to even blink in their general direction. Anyways, in the face of a trillion haters Kim goes out and lands herself Reggie Bush, one of the sexiest men of all time.
Also, I’m absolutely convinced Kim has a great PR/marketing team behind her. Her website features pictures, videos, a store and regular blog posts about Kim’s style and life. She’s actually got somebody occasionally replying to the comments that are made. Because it can’t actually be her that replies………right?
Anyways, enough. ENOUGH.
I love Kim Kardashian. Kiss my ass.