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Paris Hates Hummers

At Mokai Friday night: Paris and Nicky Hilton, Stavros Niarchos and Brandon Davis, dancing on couches and guzzling Patron Tequila. On Saturday night, Paris was two hours late to her sister's charity event for the Danielle DeMarzo Foundation at Thomas Kramer's Star Island manse. "She didn't want to get into the Hummer limo sent for her," says our source. "She had a hissy fit and refused to get into the car." When she did arrive, with Niarchos ,she was sporting flip flops due to a broken toe which didn't stop her from dancing at Mokai again later that night.

Forget OJ Simpson. There's a New South Beach Tell All!

Public magazine celebrates its Winter issue with a bash Friday, December 1st at Skybar. The artsy magazine headed by Rick Delgado, features an advance chapter of Buck Winthrop's tell-all South Beach novel "Everybody Knows Paris", an amusing--and candid--take on the scene, which is sure to be the cause of much chatter as people scramble to figure out  on whom the crazy characters are based.

Nicky, Yo!

While her own South Beach hotel is busy being prepped for its debut, Nicky Hilton will be staying at the Sagamore Hotel this weekend in case you want to pop by and wish her luck in her new venture as hotelier. She will also be the official 'celebrity guest' at Saks Fifth Avenue's Key to the Cure benefit Thursday night at Bal Harbour from 6pm-9pm in case you really, really must have a Hilton sighting. If you do go because of her, however, make sure to say you're really there beause you want to help out the University of Miami Sylvester Comprehensive Cancer Center, ok?

Paris Slams Miami Again

First Paris Hilton calls the Shore Club and its patrons "cheesy," and then, on the MTV VMA's from New York, she says, "I love that [New York] is not sweaty and gross like Miami. I love Miami but not for the MTV Awards. It's great to have it back in New York." Surely she doesn't mean that. At least, not when Ingrid Casares is throwing her a big party here in this gross, sweaty city.

Nicky, Yo!

Paris Hilton was at her sister's party last night for the soon to be on Ocean Drive Nicky O boutique hotel---in the gift bag, that is. All the lucky invitees to the party at the deelish 8 1/2 restaurant at the Clinton Hotel received a copy of Paris's new CD. The party was hot--literally. The place was packed and the a/c was apparently wherever Paris was--in NYC or Vegas, we heard. Nicky was cordial and did her thing, talking to journos in between puffs of ciggies out back by the pool. Lots of real estate types filled the room, with visions of dollar signs dancing in their head. There may have been more photographers there than potential buyers, too. Scott Storch was there, but no sign of Hilton sidekick Brandon Davis, who really would have had reason to scream Firecrotch, considering the oppressive heat emanating from the 'do.

Upstaged!

Paris Hilton wasn't the entire focal point of her record release party at Suite Tuesday night. Her recently rehabbed pal Brandon Davis stole the show when he took to the mic, ranting and raving about his own song, "Firecrotch," named after the moniker he gave to ex bed bud Lindsay Lohan. "Davis was drunk off his ass and going on about this Firecrotch crap," says our spy. "No one really cared ,we all just laughed. Wasn't he supposedly in rehab recently? You'd never know it." Page Six reports that Firecrotch is really a song produced by Hilton's tweaker, Scott Storch. Wouldn't it be cool if Lohan did the back up vocals?

Hanoi Had a Hilton, Why Shan't We?

Rumor has it that Nicky Hilton, the less offensive sister of Paris, plans to open up her very own hotel at 10th Street and Ocean Drive on South Beach. Like, wow! But guess who her interior designer is said to be? Not sissy Paree, but, rather, the late Nicole Brown Simpson's BFF, Faye Resnick. The motley two were spotted at Social Miami over the weekend discussing plans. Be afraid.

Old News is Good News

Remember when Paris Hilton had her Sidekick hacked into and all those celebrity phone numbers and emails were out there for the stalkers to see? Well no one really paid much mind to the fact that Paris had the number of San Francisco mayor Gavin Newsom in there. Except me. I tried to holler about it, but no one cared. Shortly after that incident, Newsom and his wife, cable TV news talking head Kimberly Guilfoyle, split. Well we have an excellent, inside Bay Area source who has confirmed exactly what we thought. That Paris Hilton and Mayor Newsom had a little fling. Hardly shocking or that titilating, considering he's a a playboy and she's a Penthouse pet. But still.

Rude Paris?

According to those at The Fifth's album launch party for Paris Hilton, the airy hotel heiress stayed at her own party for a mere hour or so. Those throwing the party were livid and even more furious when they found out she landed at Opium where she presided over the Imperia Vodka hip hop party sporting pal Chris Jones' 2 pound, 60 karat Terror Squad diamond emblazoned necklace and kibbitzing with  Oscar-winning Three 6 Mafia, Scott Storch, Busta Rhymes, Brooke Hogan and The Williams Sisters--Venus and Serena for those of you who don't follow tennis stars turned party animals. According to spies, "gold teeth gleamed in the audience as Hilton commanded the microphone and did shout outs to all her friends in the crowd." As she did that, a camera crew captured every moment for her next dreadful project--a documentary on her life.

A Royal Pain for Paris

No real estate bubble was apparent Sunday night when Paris Hilton tried to move from her downstairs VIP table to The Fifth's famed Penthouse that comes complete with a fully stocked fridge and much to her dismay when she moved upstairs (being trailed by the crew filming the Simple Life, model Tyson Beckford, the Williams sisters and Kelly Rollins of Destinys Child) she was told the Penthouse was already sold to a Saudi prince....Paris relocated to another corner and was spotted listening to her new single being spun by DJ Tracy Young with bottles of Dom Perginon and Cavalli vodka nearby.