A Hot One, a Cold One from Tara

Tara Reid is making a tradition out of this and she is confusing the hell out of me. I mean, I don't know what to believe anymore: is she a despicable drunk that makes an ass of herself in front of rolling cameras or is she this hot chick that looks all respectable and cute, even if her credentials mean nothing?

Yeah, you see, this is the dilemma that won't let me sleep at night. No, just messing with you. But anyway, I still don't know what to believe because here is Tara Reid again, at the premiere of (the crappy) 'Black Christmas' and my, my is she hot or is she hot?

And to think that only last week she was falling flat on her ass on a London pavement, while the camera flashes were going off like crazy. Now, she is all groomed and nice and smiling that little, apparently innocent smile of hers that almost makes me feel ashamed I said that she was a drunken mess. But not quite.

That is why I say Tara is like Batman: by the day, she is this gorgeous woman, all dressed in subtle veils and sparkling fabrics (oh, yes, and reduced boobies) and by night, she is a faded celeb who can't handle her drinks, slurs her words and loses the ground under her feet. She has powers, I am telling you!

So, if tonight I'll get struck by lightening, I will know that Tara has delivered her revenge upon me and that my words and my revealing to the world her secret identity have been duly punished. That, or that I'm just one damn unlucky person...