On the weekend, I was invited to the Polaroid Beach House, which is quickly turning the exclusive strip of Malibu’s milliion-dollar beachfront homes into a mini-mall. But the big excitement was the house next door, occupied by Paris Hilton herself. As the photos show, there were 50 paparazzi waiting in the burning sun, hoping to capture yet ANOTHER picture of Hilton’s overexposed ass. For me, the real show was seeing the hunks with cameras. I guess stalking celebrities can keep you in good shape. Could a “Men of the Paparazzi” calendar be next?

– Tom Campbell