Rick and Kathy Hilton might want to give Rod Stewart a jingle and invite him over for tea and coffeecake. Not only are their daughters, Kimberly and Paris, BFFs (or, at least they were), they as parents share a deep streak of pride at their children's accomplishments. And by "accomplishments" we mean sex tapes and big fake titties.
Maybe the wealthy and notable have different values than we do, man, but if we had kids, we'd probably be bragging on their politeness, or the A they got in algebra, or their mad wicked DDR skillz. Rod Stewart is proud of the implants he bought Kim with his Stardust… The Great American Songbook, Vol. III residuals. Spake Rod the Bod:
"One of my daughters was a bit flat-chested so she had implants. She's got a lovely pair now. Nothing wrong with it, I reckon, if it does wonders for a girl's confidence."
Considering the fact that Kimberly Stewart has no skills or talents to speak of–she shops, dates people like Jack Osbourne, Talan Torriero, and Cisco Adler, dances on banquettes and . . . uh . . . uh . . . shops, Rod has no other choice but to pick a physical asset–a store-bought one, even–of Kim's to brag on. It's kind of like the Hollywood version of those "My child is an honor student" bumper stickers. Only Rod's would read "My kid's breasts (and my money!) go to Dr. Irving Fishbein."
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