Stars... they're just like us! Kelly Rowland is trying to muscle her way into the travel-media field with a TV pilot. The show, tentatively called "Around the World," hasn't been picked up yet, but will supposedly show the best in hotels, restaurants and shopping around the globe.
Rowland seems like a grounded enough girl not to pull a "Taradise," but she needs a specialty like Tara Reid's. (Getting drunk and falling down in exotic locales is not a specialty.) Since she's a singer, maybe she can do a little ditty at the end of each episode?
Oh, Tara Reid. When you've gone at least five months without making an embarrassing appearance at a rap concert or on a beach with a skimpy bikini, maybe hosting an event called Hookers' Ball isn't a shrewd PR move. Reid was paid a reported $1 million to appear in Darwin, Australia at the R-rated event the day after she did some shopping in Sydney--wearing the locals' UGG boots, of course.
"This is a costume party and everyone is out to have fun and be a little bit crazy," Reid said about her appearance at the Hookers' Ball. And if that craziness includes "bondage beds, fantasy, latex, porn stars and erotic dancers"? Well, that just happens sometimes.
Tara Reid stepped out at the Bacara Resort & Spa, a celebrity favorite in Santa Barbara, on Saturday. She hit up one of the resort's three main pools to show off her ever-improving frankentummy, which was until recently seriously scary due to some crap liposuction job.
The resort has extensive spa and fitness facilities, but we know you doubt she used them. Yes, the Bacara also has a restaurant, Miro, with a huge, award-winning wine cellar. Much more Tara's speed, and the opportunity to drink in peace is only 95 miles from L.A.
Plastic surgery victim and perennial party girl Tara Reid soaked up the sun in celeb-heavy St. Barts over her Christmas holiday. Though we assume she was excited for vacation, we're also not sure if it's really vacation when you party all the time anyway.
Tara showed off her new and improved beach bod, the result of some touch-ups to her previously botched boob job and liposuction. She looked slender as can be in the outfit on the left (that's a Santa hat, by the way), but as you can see on the right, it's hard to fix a frankentummy. Normally we'd have sympathy, but she brought the frankenpooch on herself in a bid for a career boost.
A commenter at Celebrity Warship claims their parents saw Tara on St. Maarten too. Take it with a grain of salt, but the sighting wouldn't be surprising given that the island is a major gateway to St. Barts. No one's saying exactly where she stayed yet, but we'll guess it was the Guanahani. Not that "Posh" is Tara's middle name, but the place has 3 bars.
We can't decide if we love or hate TMZ, the celebrity gossip site that's really just a forum for creepy paparazzi to upload their videos of celebrities shopping and clubbing.
While we love seeing Tara Reid get denied entrance from the Hollywood club Hyde, we're not sure if we need to see her sans make-up in an airport. Luckily, TMZ has to go there and we only have to make that decision whether we can face Tara so early this morning or not.
On the other hand, we did suffer through an entire season of Taradise.
By now we all know Taradise won't be coming back for round II because, according to E!, the show was "exhausting to make". What the press release announcing the shows demise mysteriously left out was how exhausting Taradise is to watch--but we will watch on.
This week Tara journeyed to Croatia, with her brother Tommy in tote. We were treated to a pre-airbrush Maxim yacht-based photoshoot, which was kinda like watching one of those "Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Videos" sans hot girls.
Next the Reid family vacation takes us from the Split to the island of Hvar where Tara describes what looks like a giant koy pond:
These fishes are used for a weather forecast.
Finally, we are treated to a Goran Ivanisevic
looking "pop singer" Croatian named Petar Graso who vows to "rock Tara".
Alas, even Croatian singing sensation Petar looks to be uncomfortable around Tara as she slithers all over him saying things like "there are no rules in Taradise" and "I think you like being in Taradise."
Though there is a definite language barrier between the two, the language choppiness actually seems to help the two connect.
In the end, a petrified looking Petar stares at the E! camera and says:
Our spies have told us that E! has cast out Tara Reid and her globetrotting, club-hopping crew from its movable Eden, calling them back stateside (with two episodes unshot, we hear)
So what do we do now? Wait for Tara to get cast on Surreal Life?
Obviously, we will spend the rest of this week decathecting.
Last nights almost unwatchable Taradise began innocently enough, Tara handed out invites to her Taradise Launch party, which was set to take place at VIP Room. The invites pictured an obviously airbrushed Tara beckoning recipients to attend her bash. From there things deteriorated, and fast.
As the show dragged on, it was obvious that E! finally abandoned the formula of sending Tara and her awkward movie producer to "European cultural highlights" book-ended with partying, and instead opted to remove any attempts at cultural interludes.
Shocking, we know.
Turns out, it was really a glimpse into what life would be like as a trust fund kid. People talking for hours about champagne fights (Tara even claimed the St. Tropez champagne fight was the best she had ever seen...how many has she seen?), jumping off 300 ft yachts, dining at a restaurant where models prance around in garments waiting to be purchased (you can buy the clothes not the models), and talking about nothing in an eerily sleepy tone.
The highlight of the show? We are torn between Tara's invitation to have a threesome with
Anna Anisimova and her "boy" and when one of Tara's guy "friends" proclaims his love for Tara by letting her know that if he died in St. Tropez he would be the happiest man in the world, cause he would die with Tara.
The point of last nights show appeared to be trying to sneak the E! crew into Les Caves du Roy, something that had not been done in the clubs thirty year history. Thankfully, Tara was able to accomplish this feat, and she celebrates by pole dancing and explaining to viewers what they are seeing:
Basically, inside is a circle with tables, then there is an upstairs, but that is like where the regular people go.
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