So I’m sitting on my couch, flipping through the channels when what do I spy?
The original “Van Wilder” on Comedy Central.
You know, the good one. The one with Ryan Reynolds and not one of the cinematic-abortions that followed in the form of straight-to-DVD releases.
Anyway, I’m watching the movie and all I can do is think what a shame it is that Tara Reid went from super hottie to utterly nonexistent in such a short period of time.a
From 1999 to 2002 she was awesome as the smokin’ blonde who knew how to pound a beer and hang with the guys in “American Pie” and “Van Wilder.”
She was the quintessential girl next door.
It seemed like she was destined to be one of Hollywood’s go-to gals for the foreseeable future.
Yet at some point following “Van Wilder” the car came off the tracks and she began hurtling out of control.
There was a string of God-awful movies, way too much time spent hanging out with Paris Hilton, a notoriously botched boob job and an awful television show with a premise that extended no further than having Tara go out and get hammered in a bathing suit.
And that, my Faithful Readers, is pretty much the end of the Tara Reid tale. I haven’t seen or heard anything about her in probably four or five years now.
Logic would say she’s probably in rehab or a brothel or remote regions of North Dakota.
Either way she’s long gone and today we here at Blank Stares and Blank Pages (read: me) want to thank Tara for her contributions as a Hottie of the Fortnight and wish her all the best on her future endeavors (read: Lifetime made-for-TV movies).