Paris Hilton’s Hollywood Hills home is like a Saturday Night Live skit gone horribly wrong. Read the full DM article for a look into the strange, lonely and desperate life of Hilton.

An evening’s entertainment for Paris always started at her house, a gaudy £1.5million mansion in West Hollywood, just above the clubs and bars of the Sunset Strip.

Her home reflects her egotistical personality. Paris’s own pop CD, the imaginatively titled Paris, blares out from the speakers and there are pictures of her everywhere.

Some are straightforward portraits while others show her with friends, posing provocatively in bikinis.

There are also plenty of animals around: large parrots in cages; six small dogs, including her pet chihuahua Tinkerbell; and a cat.

She seems to have acquired another since then, a Yorkie with whom she was pictured this week – both were wearing matching leopard-print outfits.

However, I did once see a large yellow snake living in a cage in one of her rooms and, on another occasion, a small monkey, which I was told Paris had brought back from Las Vegas in her limousine.

She is a modern day Michael Jackson for an entirely new generation….except MJ never spent any time in jail.