Paris’ now fiance, Chris Zylka, popped the question on bended knee over the weekend in Aspen, Colorado. Like a classic, albeit basic, betch, the proposal had to happen over the holidays. From the video Paris posted, I don’t even know if the poor guy got to even fully ask the question before she said yes and ran into his arms. I mean, she probably had a feeling it was coming since, you know, cameras were already rolling when he bent down.
According to , the pair met at an Oscar party eight years ago. They didn’t really hit it off until years later. Paris made it IG official back in February.
If you’re like, “who the fuck is Chris Zylka?” You’re not alone. Apparently, he’s an actor on . It’s an HBO show, for all you povos who can’t figure out how to scam your dad of his HBOgo password. If he looks familiar but you don’t know why, it’s probably because he’s been in a bunch of random other shows, including. So there’s that.
If you don’t think their love is real, why don’t you just take a gander at this god-awful tattoo Zylka got of Paris’ name in fucking Disney lettering.
If that’s not love, I don’t know what is.
Paris’ ring is legit bigger than my first apartment. You could go ice skating on it. It’s, no joke, 20 carats. The pear-shaped monstrosity is set on a platinum split shank halo band which has another two carats of smaller diamonds. If none of that makes sense to you, you honestly haven’t spent much time in the deep in the bowels of engagement-porn Pinterest. Experts are saying it cost about $2 million, but could cost as much as $5 million if the stone was super nice. So she has more money than you’ll ever see in your life on her finger. Cool.
— Paris Hilton (@ParisHilton) January 2, 2018
Congrats on the engagement, Paris. Collectively, we make this cheers you: “That’s hot.”