It's about time we all started flashing out money around a little bit more noticeably, it's not like it's going anywhere, right? Or at least, so the logic goes over in Dubai, that city on a cloud that's made out of sand, dreams, and oil money.

Those kookie developers, not content to have merely a five-star hotel shaped like a sailboat, or extra islands dredged up from the ocean floor, are trying to lure our most valuable resource, Paris Hilton, to their native lands by promising her a hotel named in her honor. Although that probably means they are just after her daddy's development money and think that naming something "The Hilton" will confuse all of those middle class American tourists looking to save a buck or two when traveling to the world's richest emirate.

The Dubai developers were probably going for that "lazy rich" feel of the overpriveledged, but it comes off more creepy than anything else, especially since the best thing Hilton is really known for (if we are honest with ourselves) is daddy's hotel money and a sex tape.

Dubai Hilton: A tripod in every room!