A HOMELESS CONDITION

Aiaiai, a production assistant from the latest film Paris Jackson is working on scored no points. The daughter of the King of Pop was excellently on time at the set (look, I just find that so nice) and sat down against a wall in the parking lot to wait for her colleagues. The staff member in question walked up to her with the statement that homeless people are not allowed in this part of the premises. Ouch, ouch, ouch, mister.

Paris replied to him and naturally asked where he got that wisdom about her homeless condition from. She then shared a photo of her outfit that day. A relaxed harem pant, crop top, shorts peeking out from under the pants, and a crocheted backpack. High hippie factor? Yes, and just so nice times two. Homeless, mister production assistant? No.

Look, I only wear the harem behind lock and key (or at carnival), but I suspect that hers exceeds the value of all my shoes combined. And believe me, that's not insignificant. Paris has an estimated fortune of a tidy 100 million dollars. The roof over her head is, by the way, the same as where Michael Jackson grew up with his brothers; Havenhurst House in California. Anything but petty. So you see: don’t judge someone by their looks.