L Word redux

Now that a month and a half has passed since The L Word season ended, I feel I can finally look back at it without feeling abject horror/extreme sleepiness. It’s not that I thought the season was a horror, per se, but it’s just those goddamn Pre-Ls are a fucking pain in the ass to write. Seriously, after the season ended I was feeling a little posts-traumatic stress disorder (get it, posts…I know, ugh). My malaise could only be cured by prolonged vegging out in front of the television while I fought the urge to a) take notes and b) make screencaps. But now, after arduous rehabilitation and a CSI marathon, I feel I can begin to post again about the Ladies of The L.

So here goes. I’m going to ease back in nice and slowly with some pictures of what the ladies have been up to since the season finale. However, if I start having flashbacks, please put me in a dark, padded room for my own protection.

Jennifer Beals and Laurel Holloman at the GLAAD Media Awards.I swear, if those two get any hotter it will be illegal in three states. A few of you wrote in consternation over Laurel’s loose-waisted shift dress. Could this mean Tibette will be expecting next season? Well, since Laurel and her husband just adopted a baby girl, I’m going to go out on a limb and say no. Sometimes a shift dress is just a shift dress.

Marlee Matlin at a Dancing With The Stars party.Is it me or is Marlee relapsing into her L-ways with that hug? It’s a little, um, close.

Rachel Shelley on the cover of Diva magazine.Holy fucking hell. That is all.

Rose Rollins on the cover of Curve magazine.Holy fucking hell, those arms. That is all.

OK, now I think I can transition into video. Interestingly, all the women are guest starring on CBS shows. And CBS owns Showtime. Nah, there can’t be a connection.

Erin Daniels on CSI: NY.

I watched this live and was pleasantly surprised when Dana Erin popped on screen. I love that she’s all tough and kinda bitchy. And the pantsuits. Yum.

Kate Moennig on CSI: Miami.

Jet skits, lime-green bikinis, murder. Shane, girl, you’ve changed.

Rachel Shelley on Ghost Whisperer.

I’ve only watched this show once and was distracted from the story by Jennifer Love Hewitt’s cleavage. I think that might have been the point. Part II is here, by the way.

And now, I think I can deliver the coup de grace. Seriously, get comfortable and find your happy place.Jennifer Beals (with an assist from Alexandra Hedison, Ilene Chaiken and Daniela Sea) at the V to the Tenth Vagina Monologues celebration in New Orleans.

I could kill for clearer video. And also for Jennifer’s boots. She’s wearing fishnets, by the way.

Doctor, I’m cured. Is it January yet?