Paris Jackson has been a superstar her entire life despite being only 24 years old and the second child of the iconic musician Michael Jackson.
Paris has experienced several difficulties since the death of her father. But, the gifted young lady is currently pursuing her own singing career.
Despite the ups and downs in her life, she has now made the decision to talk about her upbringing with her father, known as the “King of Pop.” Few, if any, individuals are unaware of Michael Jackson’s existence.
Michael Jackson – “King of Pop”
You know, you’re not referred to as “The King of Pop” for nothing, do you? Even while we like the late singer’s music, his life wasn’t always easy.
Michael had domestic issues from the beginning, when he performed with his siblings in the Jackson Five, which were made worse by a strict father who was quick to discipline his children if they disobeyed.
Michael Jackson may be considered a product, someone who was created from an early age to be an entertainer and vocalist. That won’t change the fact that his music, dance, and songwriting are all absolute masterpieces.
When Michael Jackson passed away in 2009, the whole world mourned the singer. He had been chased by paparazzis’ and tabloid newspapers for pretty much his entire life, but not even when he was laid to rest for the last time was he spared.
Paris Jackson – Michael’s daughter
Several media helicopters followed the helicopters delivering his body from the hospital in Los Angeles. News about Michael Jackson and his family is still reported on all around the world today.
Nowadays, his family members receive the majority of the attention. His kids in particular have come under attack since the Jackson family is a popular target for paparazzi.
Paris Jackson, the second child of Jackson, has grown up in the public eye. She is now making every effort to distinguish herself from Michael Jackson’s child and become her own person.
She has been suffering from mental illness for a number of years, yet she is actually doing extremely well.
Paris Jackson – early life
On April 3, 1998, in California, Paris Jackson was born. She is Michael Jackson’s only daughter and his second kid.
She and her brother were both homeschooled up until the sixth grade, which made her early years quite private. The kids were carefully protected from the public because Michael Jackson was keen on allowing them to maintain their seclusion. The children in Michael’s family were either wearing costumes or having their heads wrapped in scarves to conceal their faces in early photographs.
As a result, life on the Neverland Ranch was extremely constrained for Paris and her siblings. No one can deny that they were immensely wealthy, but it must have also been difficult.
Speaking with supermodel Naomi Campbell, Paris Jackson opened up about her father, and what her upbringing was like.
She said that Michael Jackson made sure that they were “cultured”.
“My dad was really good about making sure we were cultured, making sure we were educated, and not just showing us like the glitz and glam, like hotel hopping, five-star places,” Paris said.
“It was also like, we saw everything. We saw third world countries. We saw every part of the spectrum.”
Speaks out on her childhood
Paris Jackson lived all over the world during her childhood days, as her father toured across the globe to play in front of hundreds of thousands of people.
She claims to have been quite appreciative of her “rich” upbringing. Paris also discovered early on that she should not feel entitled. Her father made sure that the kids understood the idea of working hard to attain what they want.
“Even growing up it was about earning stuff,” Paris said. “If we wanted five toys from FAO Schwarz or Toys ‘R’ Us, we had to read five books.
“It’s earning it, not just being entitled to certain things or thinking ‘oh I got this’,” she added. “It’s like working for it, working hard for it, it’s something else entirely, it’s an accomplishment.”
Paris was only 11 years old when her father passed away
Tragic passing of Michael Jackson
On June 25, 2009, “The King of Pop” experienced a heart arrest at home and soon after being taken to a neighboring hospital, he passed suddenly. According to Michael Jackson’s will, Paris and her brothers were placed in Katherine Jackson’s legal custody.
Paris, then 11 years old, spoke briefly about her father in front of the entire world during the funeral service that was broadcast on television.
“Ever since I was born, daddy has been the best father you could ever imagine,” she said. “And I just wanted to say I love him so much.”
Paris and her brothers, Prince Michael, 12, and Prince Michael II, 7, were all in attendance during the televised memorial service. In fact, that was pretty much the first time the world caught more than just a glimpse of Jackson’s children.
Then, in January 2010, they were once again were seen in public while accepting a posthumous Lifetime Achievement Award for their father at the 2010 Grammy
Paris Jackson – life after Neverland
In November the same year, Paris appeared on the Oprah Winfrey Show to speak about her father, saying that he was amazing.
“I kind of felt like no one understood what a good father he was, he was the best cook ever,” she told Winfrey. “He was just a normal dad.”
“He made the best French toast in the world,” Paris added.
When Michael Jackson passed away, Paris Jackson moved into a mansion in Calabasas, California, with her grandmother Katherine Jackson, as well as other members of her family.
When she turned 19, she decided to move into Michael Jackson’s private studio at the family compound, which she transformed into a dorm-style bedroom.
Losing your father is hard as it is. But for Paris, it was much more than that. All of a sudden, she was expected to carry on her father’s legacy.
“I tried to grow up too fast”
Upon starting seventh grade, Paris decided to attend a private school. At this point, the only ones accepting her for who she was were the older kids, and it didn’t turn out perfect.
“I was doing a lot of things that 13-, 14-, 15-year-olds shouldn’t do. I tried to grow up too fast, and I wasn’t really that nice of a person,” she tells us.
Around the same time, social media had become a thing, and Paris faced cyberbullying.
“The whole freedom-of-speech thing is great,” she explained. “But I don’t think that our Founding Fathers predicted social media when they created all of these amendments and stuff.”
Paris went through a lot of trauma as a teenager. She even tried taking her own life following a very serious incident, but that was also somewhat of a turning point.
She spent her sophomore year, as well as half her junior year, at a therapeutic school in Utah, which was great for her.
“I’m a completely different person,” she said. “I was crazy. I was actually crazy, I was going through a lot of, like, teen angst. And I was also dealing with my depression and my anxiety without any help.”
Paris Jackson – career
Paris graduated high school in 2015 – one year early – but by this point, she had a lot on her mind. She was one of the heirs of Michel Jackson’s billion-dollar heritage, and everyone saw her as a celebrity, even though she actually hadn’t done anything.
Now, though, Jackson is heading in the same direction as her father: the entertainment business. She’s taken her father’s advice seriously: if you want something, you have to put in work to get it. During the Naomi Campbell interview, Paris stated that she was a “full believer” that she should earn her own success.
For someone born into ridiculous wealth, as the child of one of the most famous people in modern history, this is something we truly adore Paris for. No matter what has happened in her past or who her father is, she wants to do her own thing.
She grew up around only adults except for her siblings. When she left Neverland to go to a real school, it was a big change for her. She grew up as the child of Michael Jackson, but for her, the world was more than that. And in the beginning, it sure was hard.
“Once I got introduced into the real world, I was shocked. It blew me away,” Paris explained. “Not just because it was sexist, but misogynist and racist and cruel. It was scary as hell. And it still is really scary.”
Modeling and music
So what did Paris do? Well, she went her own way, starting out working as a model. And she has a real talent for it!
In recent years, she’s been on the covers of some of the world’s most influential magazines, including Rolling Stone, Vogue and Narcisse to name a few.
For Paris, modeling is a very therapeutic and natural thing. Many were shocked when her father transformed via his many plastic surgeries. But in this age of social media and cyberbullying, Paris understands his choice.
“I’ve had self-esteem issues for a really, really long time,” she said. “Plenty of people think I’m ugly, and plenty of people don’t. But there’s a moment when I’m modeling where I forget about my self-esteem issues and focus on what the photographer’s telling me – and I feel pretty. And in that sense, it’s selfish.”
Through her Instagram page, Paris’s followers can see her life as she seems to like spending time with her friends, doing all the things in life she couldn’t really experience at a younger age.
Released her first album
She released her debut album Wilted in 2020, following in her father’s musical footsteps. Paris Jackson is doing music, but her CD is indie folk rather than the R&B and pop style for which her father was famous.
“It’s mainly just a story of heartbreak and love, in general, and the thoughts and feelings that come after it doesn’t work out,” she remarked.
Paris Jackson grew up with her father’s music, and she says she knows all the words to his songs. At the same time as she created her own sound, it’s inevitable that Michael Jackson’s taste in music influenced her.
“He loved classical music and jazz and Hip Hop and R&B and obviously the Motown stuff,” she says.
Paris Jackson has paid tribute to her father on her body, acquiring more than 50 tattoos. Nine of them are devoted to Michael Jackson.
She has learned to cope with the devastating loss of her father rather than believing that time will make everything better.
She remembers Michael Jackson visiting her in her dreams, so she knows he will always be there with her.
“I live life with the mentality of ‘OK, I lost the only thing that has ever been important to me.’” she mentioned. “So going forward, anything bad that happens can’t be nearly as bad as what happened before. So I can handle it.
“I feel him with me all the time.”
People who have experienced parental loss may undoubtedly relate to Paris and the pain she is going through. Nobody, however, has had the same level of experience growing up as Paris Jackson had.
We’re ecstatic that she may now go about her business without being followed everywhere she goes by paparazzi. Paris, good luck!
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All the Women in My Family Showed Up to My Wedding Wearing White — What My Fiancée Did Shocked Me
When my fiancée Jen met my tight-knit, prank-loving family, I warned them not to “test” her like they do with every new woman. But on my wedding day, the women arrived grinning in white dresses, defying my ultimatum! Furious, I moved to kick them out — but Jen grabbed the mic and stunned us all.
I never thought my wedding day would turn into a battlefield, but that’s what happens when you come from a family like mine.
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Don’t get me wrong, I love them. But the women in my family? They’re something else entirely.
Picture this: a swarm of aunts, cousins, my mom, stepmom, stepsister, and my grandmother, all bound together by their shared love of what they called “playful teasing.”
The rest of us called it what it was: bullying wrapped in a family tradition bow.
Growing up, I watched them tear through relationships like tissue paper. My cousin Mike’s first girlfriend lasted exactly one family dinner before she excused himself to the bathroom and climbed out the window.
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My sister-in-law Kelly spent three months crying after every family gathering before she finally “earned her place.”
Even my dad’s second wife, now my stepmom, had to weather six months of subtle jabs and not-so-subtle critiques before they accepted her.
“It builds character,” my mom always said whenever I complained about their antics. “Besides, everyone goes through it. It’s how we know they’re really family.”
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“More like how you know they’re broken enough to join the club,” I muttered once, earning myself a month of silent treatment.
Their favorite sport? “Testing” any new woman who dared to enter our family circle. They’d pick apart everything from her clothes to her career choices until she either broke down or proved herself worthy.
Then, like some twisted initiation ritual, the victim would usually join their ranks, ready to torment the next newcomer.
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When I met Jen, I knew she was different. Smart, confident, and kind in a way that made you feel seen.
I also knew my family would eat her alive if given the chance. So when I introduced her, I laid down the law.
“No harassment,” I told them firmly at our first family dinner together. “I mean it. Jen’s off limits.”
They smiled and nodded, all innocent faces and promises. I should have known better.
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Two weeks later, my cousin Ben showed me the comments they’d left on Jen’s Facebook page. They’d been roasting Jen behind my back, picking apart everything from her “basic” career in marketing to her “try-hard” volunteer work at the animal shelter.
I saw red.
“Delete every last one of those comments on Jen’s Facebook!” I demanded in our family group chat. “Apologize to Jen or none of you are coming to the wedding. Not even Mom! I’m not kidding.”
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The messages flooded in immediately.
“Oh, come on! We’re just having fun!”
“Don’t be so sensitive.”
“She needs to learn to take a joke.”
“This is how we welcome people into the family. You know that!”
I stood my ground. Eventually, they gave in and apologized, though their words dripped with insincerity. I thought that would be the end of it.
I was wrong.
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Three days before the wedding, my brother Jake called me.
“Listen,” he said, his voice tense. “You need to know something. They’re planning to all wear white to the wedding. They’re calling it a ‘harmless prank’ to test if Jen’s ‘worthy’ of being part of the family.”
My stomach dropped. “Are you serious?”
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“Dead serious. Mom’s leading the charge. They’ve got a group chat going and everything. They’ve been shopping together, coordinating their outfits. It’s like some kind of military operation.”
“Of course it is,” I said, rubbing my temples. “Because why would they let my actual wedding get in the way of their power games?”
I immediately sent out a mass text: “Anyone who shows up in white will be turned away at the door. I don’t care if it’s my own mother. This isn’t a joke or a test. It’s my wedding day.”
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The responses were immediate and defensive.
“We’d never do that!”
“How can you accuse us of planning to upstage the bride? Shame on you!”
I didn’t believe them for a minute. The night before the wedding, I barely slept, wondering if they’d actually go through with it. Jen noticed my worry but seemed surprisingly calm about the situation.
“Whatever happens tomorrow,” she said, kissing me goodnight, “we’ve got this.”
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On our wedding day, I stationed myself near the entrance, determined to follow through on my threat. When they arrived as a group, my heart nearly stopped.
Every single one of them, from my 70-year-old grandmother to my teenage cousin, was dressed in white. They walked in like they owned the place, smirking and nudging each other.
“You can’t be serious,” I said, stepping in front of them. “I warned you.”
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My sister-in-law, Kelly, laughed. “It’s just a test! If she can’t handle this, she’s not worthy of being part of our family.”
I felt my face growing hot. “Get out. All of you.”
“Now, honey,” my mom started, but I cut her off.
“I mean it. Leave.”
Before I could say another word, I heard feedback from the microphone.
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My heart stopped as I turned to see Jen standing there, microphone in hand, looking absolutely radiant in her white wedding dress. The room fell silent.
“Before we get started, I’d like to say a few words. As you can see,” she began, her voice steady and clear, “the entire female side of my new family dressed in white today.”
She paused, letting her words hang in the air as the women continued to smirk. None of us were prepared for what she said next.
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“I wanted to thank them for supporting my idea to come in white and standing by me during this joyful, but definitely challenging, moment of entering their family,” Jen continued with a smile. “They said they would consider it an honor to back me up, and for that, I am truly grateful.”
The smirks melted off their faces so fast you’d think they’d been slapped. My mom’s jaw actually dropped. Aunt Susan started sputtering, trying to form words. Cousin Rachel turned an interesting shade of pink.
But Jen wasn’t finished with them yet.
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With a graceful movement, she reached for the outer layer of her dress and removed it, revealing a stunning golden gown underneath that seemed to capture every bit of light in the room.
The gasps were audible. In that moment, she was radiant, powerful, and absolutely in control.
Jen smiled impishly as she beckoned to the women. “Come in, ladies, and take your seats so we can get this show on the road!”
I watched as my family members shifted uncomfortably, looking at each other with uncertainty for the first time in my memory. They’d finally met their match, and they knew it.
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The mighty had fallen, and they’d fallen hard.
The rest of the wedding was surprisingly peaceful. My family members kept to themselves, speaking in whispers and throwing occasional glances at Jen.
It was like watching a pride of lionesses that had suddenly encountered something they couldn’t intimidate. They were rattled, and more than a little afraid.
Looking back, I realize that moment changed everything.
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Jen didn’t just outsmart them; she showed them a different way to be strong. She took their power play and turned it into something elegant and kind. No screaming, no threats, just pure class and intelligence.
I’d always known Jen was remarkable, but watching her handle my family with such grace made me fall in love with her all over again.
I’d been ready to fight my entire family for her, something I never thought I’d be capable of doing. But she showed me there were better ways to handle conflict.
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These days, family gatherings are different. The women still tease, but the cruel edge is gone. They treat Jen with a respect that borders on reverence, and I’ve noticed they’ve stopped “testing” newcomers altogether.
Sometimes I catch them watching her at family events as if trying to figure out how she did it.
As for me? I couldn’t be prouder of my wife. That day, she didn’t just handle a toxic situation; she transformed it.
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She showed me that sometimes the best way to fight fire isn’t with more fire, but with something unexpected entirely.
“You know,” Jen told me later that night, “I almost wore the gold dress from the start. But then I thought about how they might feel, all dressed up in their white dresses, thinking they had the upper hand.”
I pulled her close. “You’re something else, you know that?”
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She smiled that brilliant smile that first made me fall for her. “I know. That’s why you married me.”
And she was right. That’s exactly why I married her.
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