Outside the palatial Los Angeles mansion belonging to Paris Hilton’s parents, the Bentley and Rolls-Royce look drab beside the silvery-purple holographic BMW supercar in the driveway. “I’ve literally driven it twice because people recognise me and it’s like Mickey Mouse driving through Disneyland,” Hilton laughs, welcoming me indoors. Twenty minutes later I make the heiress-turned-entrepreneur cry. Hugging seems very 2019, so I apologise for inquiring about her romantic life. “They’re happy tears,” she insists.
Hilton is giddily in love with Carter Reum, a tech mogul and family friend she started dating last November. “I feel like my grandmother sent him to save me,” she says, weeping. “I love him so much.” Sipping a vanilla-flavoured cappuccino and wearing a floaty pink dress, she talks about influencer
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