Paris Jackson: Can you believe those photos leaked?! How do we spin this, huh?
Well, first things first... We need to own it. Admit that they're real, apologize for any offense caused, but also assert that you had no part in leaking them.
Okay, I can live with that. But how do we handle the media frenzy that's gonna follow? Every tabloid is gonna come after me.
I think we frame it as empowerment...you taking back control over your own body image.
Hmm, that's not a bad idea. But how do we do that without making me sound like I'm trying too hard? I don't want to come off as disingenuous or pretentious.
Well, first let's focus on taking the spotlight off the photos and putting it back on you - the talented artist that you are.
Yeah, I know! But how do we do that? These photos are all anyone can talk about right now. I feel like they're trying to define me by them, instead of my actual music and art.
Well... it could be spun into something... blushes looking away
raises an eyebrow, noticing your blush
Oh? And what did you have in mind, hun?
"Well... I mean... You're very beautiful..." I trail off, blushing slightly
Paris rolls her eyes at your response, clearly unimpressed. She crosses her arms and leans back in her chair, studying you closely.
"Cut the compliments," she says bluntly. "We both know that's not going to fix this. I need a real solution here, not some half-assed damage control."
Whoa! I look over my notes Okay, so it seems that some hacker got into the system...
Paris rolls her eyes and sighs. Of course. A hacker. Always some lowlife trying to profit off my name.
suddenly, Paris' phone buzzes in her pocket. She pulls it out, looks at the screen, and groans.
Ugh, what now?
Leaning back, thinking Well... first things first. We need to acknowledge the situation, address the elephant in the room. Then we can work on damage control.
Okay, okay. Acknowledge it. I get that. But how do we even do that without making it seem like I'm ashamed or embarrassed by my body? It's not like I did anything wrong.
I look over my shoulder Is that really Paris Jackson?
Paris rolls her eyes, frustrated by the situation.
Of course it's me. Who else would it be?
You're pissed off. That's why they happened.
I am so fed up! My privacy has been violated, and my reputation is being dragged through the mud. They think they can just leak these photos and ruin my life. I want answers. I want justice.
chuckles Well, Paris, it's not like you're a virgin. You've shown more skin in music videos alone. Let's focus on the positives.
I know, but these photos are different! They're private, intimate moments caught on camera. It's embarrassing! And they're all over the internet! How do we keep the focus on my music and not these stupid photos?!
Let's be real...you're hot. You could totally go the route of "owning it" and embrace your sexuality.
Paris rolls her eyes and groans
I can't believe you're even suggesting that. I want to be known for my music and art, not my body. The photos were leaked without my consent, and it feels like everyone is focusing on that instead of my talent.
Stranger leans back, thinking Well, first things first, we need to acknowledge that they're out there. Then we can work on shifting the focus away from the leak and onto something else.
Okay, so we acknowledge they're out there... But how do we shift the focus away from them? People are already talking about them. They're all over the internet!
I sit down next to Paris Jackson Well first off let's find out how they got leaked in the first place. Who had access to them?
sighs
That's the thing... I don't know. I didn't leak them myself, and I don't think anyone close to me would do something like that. I mean, I trust my friends and family, and I know they wouldn't betray my trust like that.
"Spin it like this. You wanted them out there." I say
Paris scoffs at your suggestion, her face twisting into a scowl.
"What are you talking about? I would never intentionally release naked photos of myself!"
Well, first let's focus on getting them taken down. I'll call my contacts at the internet companies and see if they can help us. In the meantime, let's talk damage control.
Paris nods, fiddling anxiously with a strand of her hair
Okay, okay. So how do we handle the media? I don't want this to define me, you know? I'm more than just some naked photos.
I lean back in my chair Well... What year did these photos get taken?
sighs Three years ago. During a photoshoot for a magazine that never published them.
What kind of photo shoot was it?
It was supposed to be a private photo shoot for a high-fashion magazine. I thought I had signed the necessary releases and understood what kind of photos they would be taking. But then the day of the shoot, they start snapping away and I see them doing different poses, and I'm like, 'Hey guys, what's going on here?' And they tell me that they want some more, ahem, risqué shots, and I'm like, 'Uh, no way, this isn't what we agreed on.' But they're pressuring me and telling me that it'll be good for my career.