Paris Hilton’s Malibu dream house just got a scorching new makeover, courtesy of Mother Nature. Her once-luxurious beachfront palace is now less “Stars Are Blind” and more “Ashes to Ashes.”
Sources tell us the heiress’s pad didn’t just catch fire—it went full-on flambé in the Palisades inferno. The result? A Malibu mansion that’s now auditioning for a role as a charcoal briquette.
The wildfire, which clearly has no chill, has been tearing through Pacific Palisades and Malibu like it’s on a mission to ruin real estate brochures everywhere. Paris’s house wasn’t the only victim—it was just one of the many ocean-view gems along PCH now resembling a bonfire nobody asked for.
Luckily for Paris, she’s got more homes than most people have matching socks, so this Malibu loss isn’t hitting her where it really hurts (her main mansion is safe). Still, losing your beach house is no walk in the park—or, in this case, no walk on a private sandy shoreline with cabana service.
As for others caught in the fiery chaos, many are bunking with friends, crashing in hotels, or desperately refreshing Airbnb listings. But even that’s tricky because LA’s hotels are now packed tighter than Paris’s closet during fashion week.
And here’s the kicker: the Palisades fire was just the opening act. L.A. is now dealing with multiple wildfires as if it’s hosting some fiery Hunger Games. The flames? Still spreading. The end? Not in sight. The vibes? Hot. Very hot.
Let’s hope Paris’s next catchphrase is “That’s Extinguished.”
