Honey Labrador

Showtime series The L Word has partnered with a group of designers to bring the "L"ements of Style to viewers. Top sportswear, jewelry and accessories designers have introduced a line of products that capitalize on the show's sexy image. Ten percent of all sales go to breast cancer research organizations.

Among the designers included in the project are Desperate Housewives' costume designer Cat Adair and Queer Eye for the Straight Girl's token lesbian Honey Labrador. (I'm going to assume that she was named by Ian Fleming.) You can make Honey model the clothes for your amusement online in an interactive fashion show. The items for sale are way more appropriate for your Portia de Rossi lesbian than your Rosie O'Donnell lesbian, but that's pretty consistent with the L Word's glam appeal. Maybe Trump could buy up all the clothes to outfit an army of femme lesbians and send them over to Rosie's house to steal her girlfriend. According to the Don, "it wouldn't be very hard."

Bravo was stunned by the runaway success of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy after its premiere in 2003. To try and recreate this success, they attempted to do the same show for the ladies, this time pulling together a whole new cast for Queer Eye for the Straight Girl. What a mess. The show ended after its first and only thirteen-episode season, which was about twelve episodes too long.

Even if they had started the show about a year earlier to hook onto the peak of the Queer Eye buzz, I don't think the show would have lasted very long. Whereas the chemistry amongst the Fab Five from Straight Guy seemed organic, everything from Straight Girl seemed forced and annoying. They were trying too hard to fit the Queer Eye mold while breaking from the "general makeover show" mold at the same time. Plus, there were already loads of makeover shows for women already... We didn't need another one, and certainly not one as cheesy as this show was.

The only good that came from this show was that we finally learned the identity of the creepy, dancing, old guy from the Six Flags commercials. Some Internet sleuths did some digging and found out that Danny Teeson (the bald fellow on the left) was the one couldn't stop dancing to that irritatingly mind-numbing Venga Boys song.