Thank goodness Paris Hilton's nascent presidential campaign never took off: not only would she have worn Kitson to all the presidential balls, but she thinks the British prime minister is someone else entirely.

In the U.K. to promote the British version of her BFF series, Hilton immediately stuck her foot in her mouth (only the second most famous object to grace that orifice). The Sun's Colin Robertson was witness to the cultural carnage, in which Hilton mistook Prime Minister Gordon Brown for the host of Kitchen Nightmares:

She descended on London and told me: “I love Britain. London is my favourite city in the world.” But when asked if she knew our PM, she replied, “Yes, it’s Gordon Ramsay, isn’t it?"

Her knowledge of British drinking habits was equally ropey. She confessed: “No, I’ve not heard of a pint — what it that? Is it beer?”

And in the show she tells one hopeful she is unfamiliar with the girl’s home county, inquiring: “Essex? What’s that?”

Though we fear (pray?) Hilton's strain of dimness may thwart her attempts to re-enter the U.S., at least she can use her celebrity to get in touch with President Padma. Who, after all, can forget our new leader's inspiring message to young people everwhere: "Please pack your knives and go."