According to the NY Daily News:

Spears was snapped with Hilton on Friday night leaving West Hollywood’s Hyde nightclub in a white T-shirt and black mini-skirt (both very Hilton-esque) as well as a pair of Paris’ trademark oversize sunglasses.

While maneuvering out of the cab in the black mini, Spears managed to flash her goods to the throng of paparazzi - and there was an awful lot to see.

I have a feeling the pictures are here, but I can’t get the page to load. Will keep you posted…

The point this really drives home for me is just that Paris Hilton is (still) a goddamn publicity genius. Britney Spears is going through one of the most high-profile divorces of the decade? Be her best friend. Get her trashed. Make sure she doesn’t wear underwear. Be with her when crotch shot is snapped. Just brilliant.

Update: Wow, that wasn’t even the worst of it. The world premiere of Britney Spears’ labia, here.

Update 11/29: Oops, she did it again.

Our favorite heiress was partying in Las Vegas recently, when she puked on stage. Josh Radin gives us the play-by-play on his MySpace page.

“Paris Hilton …was sitting next to me the whole night. Seriously, next to me, like our legs were touching for a good 5 hours. Now don’t get the wrong idea. She never once said hello, nor even looked in my direction. Five hours. And it was unreal to watch. She must have pulled a compact out of her bag every 6 minutes to stare at herself and pose while Jay-Z was performing 18 inches from us. [When Jay-Z left the stage], Paris, who had been swilling straight vodka from [a] Grey Goose bottle for hours, gets up on stage, has the people in charge throw her ‘record’ on the house stereo for her to lip sync two of her songs. She gets up on the stage, pukes, leaves. . . I find the music business charming.”

Oh Paris. You’re so beautiful. Your life must be so much fun.

Check out this X17 video of Shanna Moakler last night, after the Dancing with the Stars finale after-party. A photog asks her if she’s talked to Paris since “the incident.” Shanna laughs and says she has not. The guy follows up by asking her what she would say to Paris if she were to talk to her. “She should take her Valtrex!” responds Moakler. Valtrex is, of course, a herpes medication. Ouch.

On a side note, Shanna’s lost most of her marriage weight and is starting to look really good again.

He was in the movie “Pledge This.” You know, the one with Paris Hilton. The trailer makes sure that you know that she is in the movie. It looks awful, but awful in a “I’m suprised it didn’t end up in theatres way.” “Big Mama’s House” made it.

Here is the trailer. Simon Rex also has his shirt off. He and Paris are both recognized porn stars. Fun.

What ever happened to “Pledge This” you ask?

Straight to video.

It is so weird that Hollywood has become a warped version of High School. This whole Paris/Lindsay/Stavros/Nicole/Harry/Brandon situation is getting nuts. It seems every night one of them hooks up with someone or says something vicious behind his or her backs. Last night was not an exception. Lindsay was out, again, you know, because she is “not a party girl.” I really want to forward that girl a list of my favorite TV shows and movies. I think it would start to just be exhausting to whore it up 7 days a week. Last night, Lindsay was out at the Genetic Denim One-Year Anniversary Party but Wed, she was off throwing verbal assaults at Paris Hilton.
Wanna see her calling Paris a cunt? Here ya go!
I guess what prompted this was that Paris was making out with Stavros and Paris was chatting with Harry. Wait, no, Lindsay was making out with Stavros and Paris was chatting with Harry. I guess Lindsay was tired from all her partying because she took a pit stop to pick up a $4,000 bag.
Ah Young Hollywood.

Yay!

Sorry, Evil T.

If you guys have any suggestions for our President about how to untangle this Iraq business, he is totally all ears. Not like Ross Perot is, but you know what I mean.

Meanwhile, Lindsay Lohan has something to say to Paris Hilton.