Tanya Roberts was one of the sexiest and funniest actresses of her time, dazzling audiences with her stunning beauty and talent in That ’70s Show and Charlie’s Angels.
Tragically, her unexpected passing was marked by confusion, as her boyfriend mistakenly announced her death , adding a bizarre twist to the loss of this vibrant star.
Before we dive into the bizarre circumstances surrounding Tanya Roberts’ passing, let’s take a moment to celebrate her incredible contributions to the screen.
In a world where her legacy seems somewhat overlooked today, a closer look at her impressive career reveals just how unforgettable she truly was. And I’m sure she created cherished memories for many of you reading this.
Running away from home
Born Victoria Leigh Blum in 1949, Tanya Roberts grew up in the gritty Bronx of New York City. The little girl with ice-blue eyes lived in a poor old house with her mother and big sisters. Despite her modest life, Roberts had big dreams of wearing beautiful clothes, riding horses, living in a mansion, and shopping in limousines. Most of all, she wanted to be a star in Hollywood.
At just 15 years old, she took a bold step and ran away to chase her dreams. This was after her family had moved to Toronto, where a tragic event would lead Roberts to distance herself from them. One day, shortly after her father tragically passed away, Tanya felt the walls closing in on her.
In that moment, she decided to leave home. After a heated argument with her mother, Roberts packed her bags and moved to a place in the Village, a neighborhood in Toronto. She supported herself by selling dance lessons to ”old guys”, who lusted after her body.
It wasn’t long before she met another boy, Colin, who had also dropped out of school. She fell head over heels for him.
“It just happened. A stupid, spontaneous thing. Colin was two years older than me, a Canadian, a dropout, doing nothing. It was a love affair that turned into hatred. We never were friends. We didn’t get along at all. But I loved him, you know. I was butterflies. I’d look at him and gasp, ‘Oh my God!’ I responded to the palpitations of the heart.”
Married in secret
The couple was together for seven months and married in secret. They moved to New York together, but then Colin’s mother intervened, annulling the marriage. Roberts and Colin were far too young and hadn’t received their parents’ consent.
Roberts never told her mother about the marriage; she didn’t want to shock her. Soon after, the relationship with Colin ended, but another man entered Roberts’s life— one who would change her whole life.
As Tanya Roberts pursued her acting dreams in New York, she met Barry Roberts while waiting in line for a movie. He was a truck driver earning $30 a week, and he quickly became her next great love.
It was actually Tanya who proposed to Barry in a subway station, and they quickly tied the knot in 1973. Her husband had originally set his sights on becoming a psychologist but soon dropped out of his studies to write scripts for various TV networks.
The couple moved to Hollywood, determined to lead as normal a life as possible.
”You know you’ve got the right guy when you can sit at home with him Saturday night, just you and him and pizza,” Tanya shared in 1980.
For most of their lives, Tanya and Barry lived peacefully and happily, tucked away in the serene and private surroundings of their secluded home in the Hollywood Hills.
“Living here is like being in the country, but civilization isn’t far away when I need it,” Tanya exclusively shared with Closer Weekly in 2015. “It’s the house I’d always dreamed of.”
Spell on Charlie’s Angels
Tanya Roberts’ upbringing on the streets of Bronx served her well when she landed the role of the streetwise Julie Roberts in Charlie’s Angels. Before that, she had already made a name for herself as a model in television ads and took on serious roles in off-Broadway productions like Picnic and Antigone.
However, it was in the summer of 1980 that the world truly took notice of her.
Tanya was chosen from over 2,000 candidates to replace Shelley Hack in the beloved detective series Charlie’s Angels, which was struggling to attract viewers.
The producers hoped that the vibrant 26-year-old would inject new life into the show alongside her co-stars, Jaclyn Smith, the last original ‘Angel,’ and Cheryl Ladd. With her charisma and talent, Tanya was determined to help turn the series around.
”I think there’s a lot of enthusiasm on the set. We are a real team. It’s very important for us to get along because it shows in our work. I think it’s hard do continually make a classy show every week for five years with three girls. It’s not Shakespeare but I think the public looks forward to seeing something new every week,” Roberts told The Daily Herald-Tribune in 1981.
Unfortunately, despite her efforts, Roberts — who described herself as a ‘workaholic’— couldn’t revive the series, and Charlie’s Angels was canceled in 1981.
However, her talent and dedication led to new opportunities in her career.
Nominated for Golden Raspberry Award
After Charlie’s Angels, Robert’s starred in a string of films that gained cult status, including The Beastmaster (1982), Sheena: Queen of the Jungle (1984), Body Slam (1987), and Night Eyes (1990).
Most people, however, associate her with her iconic roles as Stacey Sutton in the 1985 James Bond film A View to a Kill and as Midge Pinciotti on That ’70s Show, where she captivated audiences from 1998 to 2004.
In A View to a Kill, Tanya Roberts starred alongside Roger Moore, and the film became a massive box office success. However, critics weren’t entirely convinced; in retrospect, Moore himself expressed disappointment, stating that it was his worst Bond film due to its excessive blood and violence.
At 57, the Hollywood legend faced criticism for being too old for the role, and he even quipped about the age gap, revealing that he was mortified to discover he was older than Roberts’ mother. In a December 2007 interview, he humorously remarked, ”I was only about four hundred years too old for the part.”
Tanya, too, faced her share of criticism after her Bond debut. Interestingly, she wasn’t the original choice for the role. Producers had initially hoped to cast Priscilla Presley, but she was tied up with her contract for Dallas. They even considered former Bond girl Barbara Bach before ultimately selecting Tanya Roberts. Despite her efforts, she was nominated for a Golden Raspberry Award for Worst Actress, although she lost the dubious honor to Linda Blair, who appeared in Night Patrol.
Losing her husband
For the younger generation, many recognize Tanya Roberts from her role as Midge Pinciotti on the beloved sitcom That ’70s Show. She was a cherished presence on the show but had to leave after the third season.
The reason? Her husband, Barry, had become seriously ill, and she wanted to be there for him. Tragically, Barry died at the age of 60 after a long four-and-a-half-year battle with encephalitis, a condition that causes inflammation of the brain tissue, leading to personality changes, seizures, and weakness.
Tanya and Barry stood by each other from their marriage in 1973 until his passing in 2006. The couple never had any children.
Mysterious death
After the heartbreaking loss of her husband Barry in 2006, Tanya Roberts found love again with Lance O’Brien. The two met while working for Tahiti Village, a Las Vegas resort — Tanya as a spokesmodel. They spent 18 years together, seemingly inseparable, but their world took a tragic turn in December 2020.
At 71, Tanya was still vibrant and full of life, known for her daily hikes up the Hollywood Hills. Described as ”healthy as a horse,” there was no indication of any serious health issues. However, just before Christmas, Tanya began experiencing lower intestinal pain and difficulty breathing.
These symptoms surfaced during one of her hikes, and though she initially thought it might be COVID-19. Early the next morning, she collapsed, unable to get up, and was rushed to Cedars-Sinai Hospital.
Doctors determined Tanya had developed a severe urinary tract infection that had progressed to sepsis. The infection quickly spread to her liver, kidneys, and gallbladder, ultimately leading to multi-organ failure.
Tubes up her nose
“She was talking when I called 911. Next thing I know, she’s in intensive care on oxygen and she’s extremely sick,” O’Brien shared with the Daily Mail.
When O’Brien was finally allowed to see her, Tanya was barely conscious, kept alive by a ventilator. The iconic actress, who had once graced screens as a glamorous star, could only blink in response to her partner’s presence.
”When she saw me and I was there, I saw her eyes open,” he said. “I felt good. I said, ‘Hey, her eyes are opening. Her eyes are opening.’ They told me that’s just a reflex,” O’Brien told Inside Edition.
Sadly, Tanya’s final days were both chaotic and heartbreaking.
O’Brien expressed his frustration with the hospital’s handling of Tanya’s care, stating, “She had tubes up her nose and throat, and they kept calling her Victoria —she hasn’t been called that since she was a teenager. It was so busy, I can’t begin to tell you what an awful, terrible experience it was.”
“I think COVID played a big part in it,” O’Brien added. “If you called the hospital, it sounded like something out of [sitcom] M.A.S.H.”
Cause of death
Tanya’s condition worsened, and on January 3, 2021, she was taken off life support. The beloved star passed away on January 4.
However, the aftermath of her death was even more chaotic. The news of Tanya’s passing was initially announced prematurely by her publicist, leading to confusion.
In a bizarre twist, O’Brien learned she was still alive during a live interview with Inside Edition.
“Now, you’re telling me she’s alive?” O’Brien exclaimed, answering a phone call from the hospital mid-interview. Crying, he added, “The hospital is telling me she is alive. They are calling me from the ICU team.”
Eventually, all the confusion cleared up, and it became evident that Tanya Roberts had indeed passed away. However, the mix-ups didn’t stop there – several sources incorrectly reported her age as 65 at the time of her death. Despite the fact that she was actually 71, some outlets still haven’t corrected this mistake, even three years later.
Her last will
The handwritten note left behind by Tanya Roberts offered a hauntingly intimate and bittersweet glimpse into her final thoughts. According to Fox News, Roberts left her entire estate, valued at over $3 million, to her longtime partner, Lance O’Brien. She signed the note using both her Hollywood name, Tanya Roberts, and her birth name, Victoria Blum.
“I have no reason to live,” Tanya wrote, and she also made it clear that none of her estate would go to her sister, Barbara Leary, or her nephew, Zack Leary.
Instead, Roberts left everything to O’Brien, though the letter suggests their relationship may not have been as loving as it seemed to the public.
”I want to leave my house … and all its belongings to my best friend Lance O’Brien – I also leave my two dogs and my Pension Plan check to Lance O’Brien,” the actress penned, as captured in images obtained by Page Six.
Perhaps the most heartbreaking part of the note comes when she acknowledged the disconnect in their relationship. ”I know you don’t love me but you have been a true friend & for that I’m [grateful],” she wrote. ”Have a good life & don’t blame this on yourself. I was always [too] sensitive to live in this world.”
Behind the face
Tanya Roberts’ final chapter may have been marked by sorrow and confusion, but it’s important to remember the light she brought into the world.
When you take a moment to look back at old photos of her — whether she’s on set, starring in her iconic roles, or even candid behind-the-scenes shots — a picture emerges of a woman who was not only stunningly beautiful but fiercely independent.
At just 15, she knew exactly what she wanted out of life. Becoming a Charlie’s Angel made her immortal in Hollywood’s eyes, but what really stood out was how she handled fame. While some may have expected her journey through stardom to come with heartbreak, bad roles, or failed marriages, Tanya took a different path.
She remained loyal to her husband, Barry Roberts, staying by his side through illness and even stepping away from her career to care for him. That kind of dedication and strength speaks volumes about the kind of woman she truly was.
Looking back at those early photos and moments reminds us of her grace, resilience, and the lasting impression she left on her fans and loved ones alike!
I Caught My Brother’s Wife Hiding My Wedding Gift Under Her Dress — What She Hid Made Me Question My Marriage
Selena’s wedding day shimmered with perfection, until she caught her pregnant sister-in-law slipping a wedding gift beneath her dress. What she found inside that box upon confrontation cracked her joy like glass and made her question the very foundation of her marriage.
The ballroom breathed with life, a symphony of love and celebration. White fairy lights cascaded from the ceiling, casting a magical glow on hundreds of faces. I stood at the center of it all, my white wedding gown a statement of pure joy, my husband Alan’s hand warm in mine.
Our first dance had just ended. Guests applauded, and champagne glasses lifted in toast. My mother dabbed at her eyes from the front table, while Alan’s parents beamed with pride. Everything was perfect. Absolutely perfect.
A cheerful bride | Source: Midjourney
“I need a quick bathroom break,” I whispered to Alan, kissing his cheek.
His fingers traced my hand. “Hurry back, princess. The night’s still young.”
The gift table caught my eye as I walked past. Rows of elegantly wrapped presents stood like silent sentinels, reflecting the soft light. My sister-in-law Leah stood nearby, looking uncomfortable.
“Leah?” I called out, my voice soft with concern. “Everything okay?”
Her body trembled like a leaf caught in the autumn wind. Something was profoundly wrong. I could feel it in my bones.
A startled woman | Source: Midjourney
“You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” I said softly, taking a step closer.
Her pregnant belly protruded at an odd angle, almost unnaturally rigid. As a sister-in-law who had been tracking her pregnancy for the past three months, something felt… different. Wrong. Impossibly wrong.
“Oh my God,” I muttered, my eyes narrowing, “your pregnancy bump looks so much bigger than I remember. And a bit odd. Everything okay?”
Leah’s hand instinctively moved to cover her stomach, her wedding ring catching the light. A nervous sweat broke out across her forehead, tiny droplets that spoke volumes of something I couldn’t quite pinpoint.
“Don’t touch,” she whispered as I approached closer.
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My hand reached out anyway, curiosity burning brighter than caution. A sisterly gesture of connection and care. But something felt off the moment my fingers brushed her stomach.
It was unnaturally solid. Not the soft, fluid movement of a growing life, but something hard. Mechanical. Like a box was hidden beneath her dress.
Before I could process the sensation, gravity seemed to conspire. A wrapped present tumbled from beneath her dress, landing with a thud that cut through the wedding’s background music.
“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?” I gasped, loud enough to make nearby guests turn.
A gift box | Source: Midjourney
Leah’s reaction was visceral. Her eyes, normally warm brown, turned frantic, darting left and right like a trapped animal seeking escape. Her hands flew out, trembling so violently I could see each finger quivering.
“Don’t open it, Selena. Please,” she begged. “You can’t… you shouldn’t see what’s inside.”
The crowd around us hushed with a collective intake of breath. Whispers began to flutter like nervous butterflies, rising and falling in a symphony of speculation.
“Why not?” I asked, my fingers already working the ribbon with anger and desperate curiosity.
Leah’s face went ashen. “Please,” she repeated, but this time it was a broken whisper. “Some secrets are meant to stay hidden. Don’t open it, Selena. Please… listen to me.”
An anxious woman | Source: Midjourney
But secrets have a way of breaking free, no matter how tightly they’re wrapped. And I was about to unwrap everything.
The ribbon fell away like a promise unraveling. My hands trembled as the lid opened. And my eyes widened in disbelief. There were several photographs. Of my husband. With another woman.
Not just casual proximity. Intimate moments captured in vivid, merciless color. Her hand on his shoulder. Their faces close, laughing. A sauna scene that looked like something between friends and lovers. Each glossy image felt like a knife twisting deeper into my soul.
A man and a woman chilling together in a sauna | Source: Freepik
“What. Are. These?” I cried.
The ballroom around us seemed to shrink.
Alan appeared suddenly, his cologne, the same one he’d worn when we first met, now smelling like betrayal. His color faded, leaving him looking ghostly.
“Selena,” he started, but the words caught in his throat like barbed wire.
I held up a photograph. The one where they were sitting impossibly close in a steamy sauna. “Explain. Now.”
His adam’s apple bobbed. Sweat beaded on his forehead. “It’s not—”
“NOT WHAT?” I interrupted. Several nearby guests turned, their conversations dying mid-sentence.
A shocked man’s eyes | Source: Unsplash
Leah stood frozen, her earlier panic transforming into a strange fusion of guilt and fear.
“These look pretty damn intimate,” I snarled, spreading the photographs across the gift table.
Alan’s hand reached out. “Please, not here—”
“HERE IS PERFECT! Explain to everyone how these photos aren’t what they look like.”
“I can explain,” Alan whispered. “It’s not what you think.”
A furious bride | Source: Midjourney
The music halted. Champagne glasses stopped clinking. And our perfect world had just shattered.
The silence was deafening. Guests had formed a loose circle around us, their confused whispers creating a low, electric hum of anticipation.
“Start talking, Alan. Spit it out. I want every. Single. Detail.”
“Selena, stop. He’s innocent,” Leah chimed in.
Her hands twisted the fabric of her dress. Tears welled in her eyes, but something told me these weren’t just tears of fear. They were tears of frustration, of something gone terribly wrong.
A distressed woman looking at someone | Source: Midjourney
“It’s all my fault,” she sobbed. “I wanted to protect you. I wanted to save you from what I thought was happening.”
Alan stood nearby, rigid as a statue, his jaw clenched so tightly I thought it might shatter.
“Protect me? From what?” I asked.
“Weeks ago, I started noticing things when I visited to help you with the wedding preparations.” Leah’s words came faster now, a desperate confession tumbling out like a river breaking through a dam. “Alan’s late nights. Those endless gym visits. The way he’d always look so perfect… pressed shirts, perfectly styled hair, and always smelling like he’d just stepped out of a magazine.”
A man in a pristine blue suit | Source: Pexels
I remembered those mornings. Alan, meticulously preparing for work. Always looking immaculate.
The crowd gasped. My mother, sitting at the front table, leaned forward, her fork suspended midair.
“What does that have to do with this?” I confronted her.
“I couldn’t shake the feeling something was wrong,” she said. “So I did something crazy. I hired a private investigator who captured these photos. My intention was to expose Alan’s supposed infidelity before you walked down the aisle.”
“I arranged for a courier to deliver the photos to your hotel room. I wanted you to see the truth before the wedding, before you made the biggest mistake of your life.”
A deliveryman knocking on a hotel room door | Source: Pexels
Her fingers twisted the fabric of her dress. “But nothing went according to the plan. The courier couldn’t find you… you’d already left for the wedding venue in the same hotel. I saw him at the reception and asked him if the bride had received any parcel. He said he’d put the package with the other wedding gifts. Can you believe that? All my carefully orchestrated plan, completely derailed.”
“I was furious,” Leah continued. “First, the courier failed to give you the photos before the wedding. Second, I needed you to see these images immediately. I wanted to save you from what I thought was a lifetime of betrayal.”
Her voice grew stronger and more confident. “But then, at the wedding, everything changed when I met this couple. The woman? She was the same one from those pictures. Happily married for 20 years. Turned out, Alan and she were just colleagues from a company retreat. There was nothing going on between them.”
A young couple | Source: Unsplash
“I spoke to the woman and she showed me more photos,” Leah continued. “Of team-building exercises. Professional networking. Completely innocent moments that I’d twisted in my mind and jumped to conclusions about your husband.”
Alan stepped forward. “Oh my God… how could you… I’d never—”
“I’m so sorry. I misunderstood everything,” Leah interrupted.
The room held its breath.
“But why would you do this? Why bring these photos to my wedding? Of all days?” I asked Leah.
Her response was immediate.
“Because I wanted to expose Alan in front of everyone. Because I thought I was doing the right thing. Sometimes, love makes us do the most destructive things, thinking we’re being helpful.”
The truth hung in the air… complicated, messy, and very much human.
An emotional bride | Source: Midjourney
Alan turned to Leah, his controlled fury a razor-sharp blade cutting through the wedding’s festive atmosphere.
“You had no right to do this. No right to drag my reputation through the mud. No right to destroy my wedding day with your misguided crusade.”
“I was trying to protect her—”
“Protect her? You nearly destroyed everything. My marriage. My reputation. My entire life.”
His eyes blazed with a rage that made even the nearby guests take a step back.
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“I have given everything to Selena,” Alan continued. “Every late night at the office, every hour at the gym… it was all to build a life for us. And you decided to twist those moments into something ugly?”
Leah began to cry, her hands covering her face.
Then Alan turned to me, his eyes softer but filled with a pain that cut deeper than any accusation.
“Do you trust me that little? After everything we’ve been through?”
My heart crumbled. The perfect white wedding dress suddenly felt suffocating. Tears began to stream down my cheeks, mascara blurring my vision.
An upset bride with her eyes downcast | Source: Midjourney
“I’m sorry,” I whispered, then louder, “I’M SO SORRY, ALAN.”
My body shook with sobs. The weight of doubt, the pain of almost destroying something beautiful… it all came crashing down.
“I should’ve believed in you. And trusted you immediately. Instead, I let someone else’s suspicions poison my mind.”
Alan’s anger melted. He stepped closer, his hands gentle as he wiped my tears.
“Hey, we’re okay.”
“How can you forgive me so easily?” I asked.
A groom holding a bride’s hands | Source: Midjourney
He smiled, that smile that had made me fall in love with him all those years ago. “Because love isn’t about being perfect. It’s about choosing each other. Every single day.”
The wedding around us continued. Music played. Guests danced. Our perfect day, momentarily balanced on a knife’s edge, began to heal.
“I trust you,” I whispered to Alan. And in that moment, I meant every single word.
The night ended. The doubt faded. But trust would remain. Forever.
A couple at their wedding | Source: Unsplash
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