Please. If lesbians looked like this in real life, we'd all be gay.
And if they all acted like this in real life, we'd all be straight.
This show annoys me for so many reasons, starting with the butches who are all coiffed and made-up more than any high femme I know.
Also, real lesbians are not all skinny and rich, with highlights and lowlights streaked into their immaculate haircuts. In fact, a quick trip to your local Home Depot, convenience store or library will get you a veritable treasure trove of lesbians of all shapes and sizes.
The L Word's characters are what makes this show the worst.
I blame the writers and creators for that.
In order of whom I'd love to hit in the face with a pie:
Jenny. What a crazy whore.
Bette. What an uptight artsy fartsy.
Shane. What a faux-butch cesspool of STDs.
Tina. What a doormat.
Alice. Take your Lithium, dear.
I could go on, but I'm making myself sick.
And if all that doesn't kill you, the theme song will.
Yeecch.
