Untangling Paris Hilton’s Dating History: The Engagements, Breakups, Makeouts and Platonic Old Friends | #facebookdating | #tinder | #pof


One of the things she talks about in This Is Paris is having trust issues in relationships, as she’s seen setting up a spy-cam in her house and revealing a stockpile of laptops she has acquired because, seemingly every time she has a new boyfriend, he demands access to her computer, or helps himself to it anyway. There was also the time an ex lost his temper and smashed her laptop against the wall. Subsequently, she gets herself a new computer when she starts dating someone.

She’s “been betrayed so many times, so she has a tough time trusting people and letting people in,” younger sister Nicky Hilton Rothschild says in the film.

So while Paris has been first to admit that she dives into love head first when she does find it, she hasn’t exactly had the wild, devil-may-care existence that her erstwhile party girl image tended to suggest.  

Yes, she went out a lot, and there is a museum’s worth of photographs to prove it. But just being seen in the company of (and sometimes making out with) the who’s who of young male Hollywood didn’t necessarily mean something else was going on—or that she wasn’t simply having fun, just like the guys she was sharing the kisses with, none of whom ever ended up quite so judged.

“People think I sleep with everyone, but I’m not like that,” Hilton told British GQ in 2006. “Kissing is all I do. I’m not having sex for a year. I’ve decided…I’ll kiss, but nothing else.”

She explained, “The reason so many of my relationships don’t work is guys are like, ‘Hey, what’s going on? It’s been like four months and I’m only getting a kiss here. I feel good about [putting sex on pause]. I like the way guys get so crazy when they can’t have sex with you. If he can’t have you, he stays interested. The moment he has you, he’s gone. Unless he is really in love with you.”

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