Welcome to the ninth recap of the third season of The Real L Word, a subversive and edgy late night soft core cable special about four or ten extraordinarily good-looking lesbians who live on one side of the country or the other side and enjoy taking pregnancy tests, drinking/singing, public nudity, trying on wedding dresses, recording insufferable pop music, Tour, puppies, talking about Romi, sitting at round tables with their parents while crying and saying really truly amazing things, such as:

Unfortunately for fans of slow water torture and fortunately for my state of mind, this episode was the very last episode of the season and was therefore jam-packed with trapeeze artists, key lime pie, days-of-the-week underpants, sex swings, spring flings, weddings and evil zombies! Let’s dig into it, shall we?

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We open in sunny Los Angeles, California, and are immediately informed via large white block letters that it’s ONE MONTH LATER. Given the byzantine sense of timing employed by this show, “ONE MONTH LATER” is about as meaningless as the lyrics to Dusty & Romi’s first single.

after dolphins conquered the earth and took over Los Angeles

With the wedding merely two days away, Whitney and Sarahara have got heaps of eyebrows to pencil, vows to spell-check, flowers to arrange, small address labels to print and fights to have.

i told you i was gonna get a face tattoo, we can’t both get face tattoos, we already both have full body tattoos and that’s gonna be confusing enough for my mother

Whitney interviews:

Whitney: “I love that we’re going into our wedding with such harmonious energy. We literally want to kill each other.”

The wedding situation has transformed Whitney into a one-man Pride Comedy Jam. Meanwhile, Sarahara searches for her own limbs and soul beneath a giant sheet of white medical gauze or some lacy thing I can’t understand because I don’t have a gender identity.

Whitney: “I also think it’s weird you’re wearing a veil considering in no way are you virginal, or am I like lifting it like who is this virginal person I will be experiencing for the first time tonight?”
Sara: “You’re the one taking the symbolic part of it for heart. I’m wearing it for a fashion statement.”

and the statement is “i wanna fuck you like an animal”

This riveting conversation about hymens and fashion is interrupted by a text message from Mr. Whitney:

because tegan and sara would really like to be there

Oh my goddess, Whitney’s Dad is coming to the wedding! He’s a Hunter Valentine groupie and as soon as he heard that Kiyomi would be there, he booked a ticket. Just kidding! There was a sale on Priceline. Just kidding! Maybe he found a mask to protect him from Ilene Chaiken and no longer fears the camera stealing his soul.

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Cut cross-country to the post-apocalyptic industrial wasteland of New York, New York, where The Hunter Valentine Band is eagerly auditioning new hipsters with bangs to fill the void left by Somer’s absent hips and bangs.

Kiyomi: “Just so you know you’re auditioning right now too.”
Vero: “Always auditioning! When am I gonna make the band?“

what do you say we just get naked and wrestle and whoever wins gets to pick the fourth member

Basically it’s like American Idol but with only one contestant. Her name is Aimee (not Aimee Mann! I thought that too though, obvs) and she’s an “amazing musician” from Toronto.

hey hey guess what i’m gay

Aimee plays bass, I think? But Somer played keyboard. But also I don’t understand music. Three guitars? I assume they’re establishing a mariachi band to play Feliz Compleaños at Chi-Chi’s.

Luckily my G-Chat viewing companion Laneia is totally unhelpful about this:

Laneia: basically the 4th member HAS to have black hair and bangs
Riese: yeah what role is she filling
somer played keyboard
Laneia: i’m confused but also i think you can reach certain notes maybe using a guitar??
ergh idk it’s like watching fish talking about swimming
like, ok
Riese: yeah
like if i wanted to swim
i would swim

The Valentines are impressed with Aimee’s skills, as well as her “energy” and the fact that she seems “positive and comfortable with herself,” which I believe also qualifies her for the Dove Real Beauty© Campaign.

i’m going to grandmother’s house and i’m taking a mini-duck, two bottles of whiskey, and an aimee

Kiyomi interviews that Aimee’s got touring experience. Somer didn’t have touring experience, apparently, and it “showed in a major way” ’cause Somer didn’t understand the rules of the road, like “thou must suck face with regional strangers” and “that’s not the band’s repair.”

Kiyomi: “How attached to Toronto are you?”
Aimee: “I have a cat, and that’s about it.”

“You nailed it,” says Kiyomi. “Just don’t nail anybody in the band and you’ll be okay.” Hey-o!

but honestly she’s a total bitch and would be much happier in the wild

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Smear across 2,777 miles of vast unexplored swaths of land to sunny yet sketchy Los Angeles, California, where Romi Flinger, as evidenced by the giant chunk of heterosexual lifestyle hair stolen from Kid Rock currently snaking down her back, has left the world of lesbianism forever to worship at the shrine of evil cis-male-privilege and The Dark Knight Dusty Ray.

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ok let’s play the game again where we take turns telling the other how pretty they are

Romi: “As soon as me and Kelsey’s breakup, pretty much, I am in a relationship with Dusty.”

Suprise!

the backup knights of the apocalypse

In merely a month, Dromi and Rusty have fallen in love, which I believe is a similar sensation to falling down an endless tank of rice pudding while wrapped in latex.

Romi: “When I was in the studio I didn’t know what the hell was gonna happen. At all. I didn’t think that we were gonna end up like this again, I mean it had been so long. But there are some people in your life that you meet and it just takes over everything about you. You can’t even control it, even if it’s the wrong time or the wrong place or the wrong situation. It was just inevitable, you can’t put me and Dusty together without us being in love. And we have a history together, it’s not like we just met. And I just wanna like put my heart back into Dusty.”

That’s not all she wants to put back into Dusty HEY-O BUTTSEX!

and then, where my heart used to be in my chest, put some kind of shiny broach or something

Romi, having confused “the institution of marriage” with “staying in touch with another human,” explains that they’ve gotta marry or else may lose each other.

Romi: “I don’t ever wanna lose him again and I know that he doesn’t ever wanna lose me again and we spent six years apart and we just are so in love, it’s stupid.”

Laneia: i cannot roll my eyes hard enough
Riese: i had to put in new eyes
mine fell out when i saw romi’s extensions
Laneia: it is stupid
she’s right abt that at least

I wish they’d just gone with something more like this:

Now that they’ve spent two seconds discussing their options, it’s time to call Mom and inform her that Dusty and Romi wanna make this nonsense permanent.

and then we’re gonna get a puppy and maybe a frappuchino!

Romi: “Um, Dusty and I are getting married!”
Mom: “Like, you’re kidding right?”
Romi: “No, like we’re gonna get married.”
Mom: “What?”
Romi: “We’re gonna get married!!
Mom: “Dusty.”

Romi hands the phone to The Slice of Man.

Dusty: “We love each other so much.”
Mom: “You’re like serious? I can’t wait. What is happening, like for real, do you know what I’m saying? Marriage is for real.”
Romi: “We’re gonna do it!”
Mom: “You guys seriously, this is a serious thing and you’ve talked about it and you understand the commitment.”
Romi: “Yup!”
Mom: “Okay.”

Well, that was easier than this:

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Elsewhere in gorgeous yet often sweltering hot Los Angeles, California, Lamanda are moving objects around in hopes of shipping half of said objects to The Grande Apple and keeping half in the garage. That’s right, they’re moving back to New York City, which means New York won the “New York vs. Los Angeles” Challenge this season. Good work everybody!

Lauren: “I’m so exited to be moving back to new york, it’s just gonna be incredible to like, re-learn the city, go back to my favorite places, go back to my favorite places and do it all with my fabulous girlfriend, Kiyomi.”

Storage Wars would lose their shit over this bondage chair:

my safeword was “dirty knees”

Amanda: “I think we need a box just for sex toys.”
Lauren: “Oh no we have some there. It’s too much of a pain to carry back and forth.”

Amanda interviews that despite her plans to return to The City, she and the ex aren’t back in the saddle, ’cause the ex has other ponies to ride. Amanda tells Lauren that she doesn’t want her ex to think she’s coming back to the city just for her.

ehhh i dunno, when she fucks me with that thing i feel it more in my upper abs

Amanda: “I don’t wanna give the satisfaction of me thinking that I’m going there to be with her, you know?”
Lauren: “So why don’t you tell her you’re not going, and then go anyway? And if she sees you out, just be like, Hey, I’m visiting.”
Amanda: “Well, that’s really retarded. Why would I do that?”

They’ve got this Paris/Nicole circa Season One of The Simple Life thing going on, these two.

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Elsewhere in the bright futurescape of Los Angeles, California, Whitney and Sarahara are prepping for their Special Day with Mama and Papa Bettencourt.

yup yup everyone puts their keys in this bowl, that’s why it’s called a key party

Whitney and Sarahara have managed to muster up a large photograph of their photogenic faces for the family to admire.

so this is what you kids have been doing with all your free time, huh?

Sarahara notes that her Mom is looking sad and removed and at first one might assume she’s just depressed that the happy couple didn’t hire Robin Roemer to photograph their wedding, but then one might realize Sarahara’s Mom is just sad about Sarahara being a homo:

Sara: “Mom, can you tell me if you feel better about this wedding?”
Mrs.Sara: “Still, I’m thinking. You don’t need to be married.”
Sara: “Why? I don’t deserve the same rights as my sister or you and Dad, why? My love is not as good as your love?”
Mrs.Sara: “Yeah, of course.”
Sara: “Well, then that’s sad for you to say that.”

for example i’ve heard good things about domestic partnerships

Mrs.Sara: “But that’s what I’m still thinking, you know.”
Sara: “You want me to be happy because you love me.”
Mrs.Sara: “Yeah I want you to be happy Sara, but you can be happy anyway.”
Sara: “Yeah that makes me happy and I deserve that just like you and everybody else.”

Just imagine if Sara had called to say that she’d gotten back together with Whitney a month ago and they were gonna go get married at Circus Circus! LOL!

it’s okay i still kinda love you

Sara interviews that when she’s already so nervous about the wedding it doesn’t help that her Mom would rather be at The Hollywood Wax Museum.

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Starsweep over the meadow and through the woods to The House of Sad and Clearing Fog, where Kacy and Cori are picking outfits for Whitney and Sarahara’s Tropical Jungle Circus Safari Wedding and talking about being Kacy and Cori again. It seems the doctor told Cori her pregnancy hormones were too low for the pregnancy to stick and apparently it has been unstuck and Cori is like ENOUGH ALREADY.

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it’s ok panda

Cori: “I need a break from trying to get pregnant. Just not to have our lives revolve around pregnancy and sadness.”

Just in time for the cameras to go off! We were THISCLOSE to finding out what Kacy and Cori do for a living or what their favorite colors are. But first, Cori’s gotta have this conversation:

Cori: “What if things don’t work out with my body? How do you feel about? – you know?”

don’t say it, don’t say vagina

Kacy: “I would do it for you.”
Cori: “Would you want to, though? ‘Cause if you don’t wanna do it, I don’t want you to do it, we can adopt, you know, there are other ways. I’m not giving up on myself just yet.”
Kacy: “I’m not giving up on you either. And I am not offering. That is not something that’s gonna come out of my mouth.”

Kacy likes to keep tight control on what comes in and out of her orifices:

Kacy: “This is something she’s wanted to do for her whole life. And if Cori wanted to be a dancer and she broke her leg, I wouldn’t suddenly step into her recitals and just do her dance moves for her. Like, the girl can do it. She’s just gonna need a little bit more help caring, and I’m never gonna take that away from her until she decides that that’s something she doesn’t wanna pursue anymore.”

I transcribed this next bit for my girlfriend to use when the doctor tells me that years of drugging and debauchery have destroyed my ovaries and that she’s our only hope for birthing a genetic child:

Kacy: “Me personally, I have a very lose relationship with my vagina. We check in every so often, I’m not really in touch with my cycle, my period always surprises me, and if I got pregnant, I would have to be like in a one-on-one relationship with my vagina, and it’s scary, there’s something coming out of you and it’s scary! But I would do it, if she wanted me to do it, I would do it.”

Oh, the period, just like the little plastic castle, can so often be a surprise every time. Or so I hear from my intimate special friend roommate activity partner.

cori however finds her relationship with my vagina quite snug

Cori wants to stop tweeting — I mean EATING — her feelings, specifically Oreos, and I wanna start eating more Oreos and Kacy wants to go to the beach, and I wanna go to Disneyworld, and Cori wants to go to the gym, and I went to the gym on Wednesday, and Kacy wants to go on a zipline, and I wanna unzip my pants or somebody else’s pants, and Cori wants to focus on Cori, and I want to focus on Romi, and this is a nice scene. It feels, you know, “real.”

Kacy: “We need to figure out who we are, again. right? ‘Cause we were ‘Kacy and Cori the couple trying to get pregnant’ and then we were ‘Kacy and Cori the couple who is pregnant,’ and now we’re back to being ‘Kacy and Cori the couple trying to get pregnant, and, I think we just need some time to be Kacy and Cori again.”

because all that bert/ernie roleplay was getting exhausting

Fuck that’s wise.

Kacy: “I’m just tired of being the really sad couple.”
Cori: “Me too.”
Kacy: “So let’s be the couple who whisks away to Paris on the weekend. That’s real sexier than the sad little lesbians knitting and writing at home. Right?”

I suppose that depends on whether or not you check out EuroDisney.

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Smear on over to The Almost-Marrieds, enjoying oxygen and light in Los Angeles, California, the city I’m driving to today as soon as I get this recap up! Not for the wedding though. For camp! Anyhow, the wedding is tomorrow and the girls are giddy with joy.

omg remember when i was just a go-go-dancer and you were going-going-gone

All this stress and happiness has driven Sarahara completely batshit crazy:

Sara: “I feel like the inside of my body is gonna jump out of my body and then there’s gonna be a little bodysuit lying there.”
Whitney: “Ugh, that’s a horrible image!”
Sara: “If I could just rip —”
Whitney: “Just a skin suit hanging out on the ground?”
Sara: “If I could zip myself down and then crawl out of my body and then run really fast and then jump– really high and like go crazy and like shake my head —
Whitney: “What the fuck has just happened?”

All this body bag talk has driven Sarahara to a state I’m very familiar with:

true story my mom took five xanax on her wedding day

Whitney is tossing the puppy around in her dexterious fingers when a raven arrives with a message for Lady Sara Bettencourt!

oh my god they passed $100k!

What’s the news?

Sara: “Romi’s in Vegas right now getting married!”
Whitney: “What? To Kelsey? I don’t understand?”
Sara: “No, to that dude.”
Whitney: “Which dude? Which one?”
Sara: “That fucking Dusty guy.”

YANNOW, THIS GUY:

via dustyandromi.tumblr.com, duh

Sara’s super-close to accidentally unzipping her body, running really fast and jumping out the window with a giant sword aimed at Romi’s fauxhawk. She interviews:

Sara: “I just got the news that Romi is getting married, I am shocked like really you’re getting married? Why do you have to get married the same time that we’re getting married? It’s awkward, there’s something off about it and it doesn’t seem right and it’s obvious that Romi literally will go to any length or extreme to get one up on us. You’re so competitive, like get over yourself.”

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Sarahara leaps immediately to Terror Level Blood Red as Whitney attempts to mitigate the situation, hoping not to lose her bride to the Energy Suck that is Romi Klinger. But Sarahara absolutely cannot move forward until Romi knows that Sara knows that Romi is an idiot. I stand behind this decision 100%.

fair

Yup, Sara’s just gotta point out what I pointed out when Meredith Grey and McDreamy or whatever literally skipped Callie and Arizona’s lesbian wedding to go get married at city hall so they could adopt this baby they just met that day and it was NBD while Callie had been all torn up about her family refusing to attend —

Sara: “I need her to know that I know she’s an idiot.”

Although I’ve never been an enthusiastic passenger on the “straight people having quickie weddings in Vegas are ruining the sanctity of marriage” train, by intentionally marrying Dusty the same weekend Whitney and Sarahara are marrying (just in time to get their wedding into Season Three!) — the juxtaposition is a little hard to swallow.

Sara: “If anyone is ruining the sanctity of marriage, it is not gay people. It is people like her who go and get married on a whim just because they can.”

romi is the new britney, in other words

Pre-established rancor towards Ms.Klinger-Ray aside, when Sara’s been battling with her mother for months to get her to approve, let alone be excited about, Sara’s wedding to another lady, I can imagine Romi’s news feels like a sucker punch to the face.

Also, Romi stole this idea from Grey’s Anatomy, and it’s gonna be stupid just like it was in Grey’s Anatomy and obviously the lesbian wedding is gonna be better even without Requisite Disapproving Parent because the lesbian wedding has two girls in it, and the straight wedding only has one girl in it, and everybody knows that two girls are better than one girl, because girls are better than everything else in the world, except string cheese.

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Thus we smear on down to Las Vegas, Nevada, a city chock-full of delicious buffets, naked ladies, sin, tacky replicas of other more awesome cities and neon plastic souvenir cups, where Romi and Dusty have travelled to see Criss Angel Believe Cirque du Soleil and/or Thunder From Down Under — oh wait. No, never mind. They’ve traveled to Las Vegas to get married on television!

just put your nose up to the glass and somebody will come by to shoot you in the nose momentarily

Romi interviews that she’d always dreamed of having a “Vegas wedding.” Who wants one of those proper weddings where all of those people come with their outfits and haircuts and feelings and personalities and those sounds they make with their mouths?

Laneia: i always dreamed of my wedding being in a conch shell
Riese: i always dreamed of my wedding being at The Thunder Down Under

I assume the hotel knew who Romi was, as she and Dusty appear to have checked in uneventfully and are getting down to the sexual hugging business.

get a room

Barely satiated by the vertical sexual hug, Droomi transitions this situation into a horizontal mambo…

oh wait they already do have a room

…but just when Dusty and Romi are about to perform their mid-afternoon ritual of “drawing pictures of themselves while masturbating,” Romi gets a text from that bitch Sara.

but who is Terell

Romi reads the text out loud: “Good luck on your big day! Glad you finally found true love and that you have the opportunity to share it with the world. You get to demonstrate how easy it is for straight couples to marry on a whim. Especially during one of the biggest gay rights movements of our time.” In other other words:

Dusty: “What does she want you to do?”
Romi: “She wants me to um, not be happy, she wants me to —”
Dusty: “She wants you to do her job for her?”
Romi: “Yeah. I thought her and Whitney were leading the gay marriage movement. That’s really sweet that she made the effort to text me today.”
Dusty: “I mean whatever.” [tries to kiss her]
Romi: “She’s texted me like three times since that last meeting that she told me I was an awful businessperson and now I’m awful because I’m with a man. I’m a horrible human being for loving you.”

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Laneia: no, you’re awful because you’re a narcissistic troll
dusty’s awful because of his facial hair

i don’t know why i swallowed a fly

Dusty: “You’re terrible.”

At some point we’d be inclined to let her have it. Okay, for whatever reason or personality disorder, Romi clearly needs to believe it’s her sexual orientation that’s turned the world off, not her attitude, the crappy things she says about lesbians (“I got tired of the strap-on not working,” for example), her narcissism and the way she treats other people. But the thing is that this same-sex marriage thing still is a real battle and honestly, Romi, if you truly gave a flying shit about same-sex marriage — as you claim to, and as I believe you once truly did — you wouldn’t be so eager to jump on teevee or The Huffington Post to badmouth your entire community, broadcasting to the world that all the lesbians who claim to believe in equality are actually just hypocrites who shun their own bisexual sisters when said sisters have relationships with men. Even if it was true — which it isn’t — if your top priority was your community and not yourself, you’d keep that on the DL. I’d like to quote Romi Klinger, who once wrote, “There is too much judgment in the world right now.”

that means i spent 23 of every 24 hours talking or thinking about dusty. i don’t have time for your marches

Romi: “I think the fact that she went out of her way to text me on my wedding day — like that day of all days, is just incredibly mean and it shows what kind of person she is and I think it’s really funny that people think I’m supposed to be marching some gay movement. I’m in love, I didn’t know that it was wrong to marry someone I’m in love with and I didn’t know by marrying someone I’m very much in love with that I was letting down the entire gay community. I think it’s very ignorant and judgmental.”

This is a monumentally confusing monologue, considering nobody ever told Romi that it’s wrong to marry someone she’s in love with or that she was letting down “the entire gay community” by getting married. That would be such a silly thing to say! That’s why nobody said that! I think what Sara is saying is GET OUT OF MY WEDDING EPISODE.

Riese: OH MY FUCKING GOD
Laneia: so
Riese: this is so gross
nobody said she was ‘letting down the entire gay community’
i hate that i have to write about her
Laneia: only a straight person would fall on her side of this conversation
real talk
riese: no really, only a stupid person

Really, at this point, I almost wanna give myself a trigger warning before her scenes ’cause attempting to deconstruct the logic of her delusional arguments really makes me feel like I’m digging back in to the epic five-page email drafts I never sent to my bipolar ex-girlfriend and borderline personality disordered ex-best-friend when they were really sick and saying things that didn’t make sense.

yes just put my virginity in your pocket and let’s get a move on

Romi was supposed to be my girl! She’s the first character I’ve ever known of who, like me, lost her father to an untimely death and won’t ever get over it and who, like me, has a queer Mom and who, like me, once dated both men and women (and tends to go for boyish girls and girlish boys) and who, like me, is tall, and who, like me, has been known to have sex for all the wrong reasons and who, like me, doesn’t know how to put on makeup. Was I digging for a reason to dislike Romi’s character this season? No. No I was not.

In other words:

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Hey hey, the bands all here!

what a long, strange trip it’s been

I’ve been waiting all season to say that. I haven’t been able to because somebody is always late.

In any event, Hunter Valentine and the Huntettes have invaded Hollywood City with their New York Cool in order to attend Whitney and Sarahara’s My Little Pony Sparklequeen Wedding on Magic Mountain. Amanda asks if she should take Vero and Laura to The Abbey when Kiyomi arrives so Lauren can “get it in.”

thinking about 69’ing

Lauren interviews that she’s stoked to chill with Kiyomi’s band-mates, ’cause she wants to bang Vero. Just kidding I got Lauren confused with YOU, reader! No, she wants to chill with them ’cause that Laura chick is always flashing her tits or something. The band arrives and Kiyomi and Lauren’s lips and tongues are drawn to each other like radioactive magnets and it’s kinda adorable.

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my tongue missed your tongue so much it almost considered LSD

Lauren, Kiyomi and Amanda, giddy like teenagers getting their picture taken at the pool on the first day of summer, treat us to a groupsex interview:

Amanda: “When I first met Kiyomi I actually really didn’t like her, I was like, this girl’s a dumb bitch.” 

hey-ohhhhhhhhh

Amanda: “No, we’ve warmed up to each other, do you think so, Kiyomi-ha?”
Kiyomi: “As much as you can warm up to an ice queen.”

Props to Amanda, Amanda gets the “Keeping It Real” award for Season Three. Kiyomi interviews that she’s pumped for Lauren to move to New York City. They can drink frozen hot chocolate at Serendipity and go skating at Rockefeller Center and get a tan on Ellis Island, it’ll be a blast! I mean, “some people might look at it and be like you’re moving across the country and you guys just started dating, but I don’t think it’s that unreasonable of a thing to want to live in the same city as the person you’re dating.”

Anyhow, Amanda’s had enough of this nonsense —

Amanda: “We don’t wanna listen to you guys have sex so we’re going to the Abigail!”

Left to their own devices, Lauren and Kiyomi settle in to a pod of awwwww, exchanging sweet somethings about loving each other or whatever and then Kiyomi’s insulin monitor goes off to alert her it’s been two hours since she last said the word “Tour,” so they joke about Lauren coming along for the ride.

direct and to the point

Kiyomi: “There’s kind of like an unwritten rule in the band where girlfriends don’t come on tour, the whole Yoko Ono thing. I don’t know if that’s such a good idea.”

Me neither.

Laneia: don’t you think lauren smells like cucumbers
and like, ice
Riese: but sweet
sweet ice cucumber
Laneia: this is SO CUTE and sweet
let’s just have koraci and lauromi show
lauiomi
riese: those are cute shipper names
lauiomi
Laneia: layimoi
riese: “lay me”

Like so:

Fun fact: Kiyomi has pierced nipples!

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Starsweep deep into the Beautiful Valleys of the Los Angeles Metro Area, where Whitney and Sara are taking their guests on a tour of the wedding location, which’s almost as exciting as looking at pictures of expensive places you can never visit in Travel & Leisure magazine while waiting for a root canal, except Scarlet’s there.

Riese: oh i wish we’d gotten to see them check out all the locations
Laneia: right???
like why did they choose this place
Riese: that would’ve been thrilling
Laneia: what were the other options
Riese: i wish we could’ve seen them pick out tablecloth
Laneia: what were the chandeliers like there?
i mean i need to know so i can have full feelings
right now i’m just having half feelings
Riese: do they think we’re just gonna have feelings about some random shit on the table without any backstory
Laneia: yes exactly

hipsters in the grass

They’ll be tying the knot at a luxurious SoCal vineyardish situation, a lovely chunk of land covered in grass and other plant life, sitting beneath a huge dome of blue sky, surrounded by oxygen and bird life. Whitney interviews that it’s the perfect venue ’cause there are mountains and orchards, just like in the sequel to Chekhov’s “Two Lesbians Get Married in The Cherry Orchard But With Mountains Also.”

Then Sarahara shows up with her familia and because weddings are a toddler’s time to shine, Sarahara releases a few little things from the wedding clown car for our visual delight.

gay baby army

As the nieces cozy up to Whitney’s dashing mane, Sarahara notes that her mother is already crying, which isn’t how she imagined Mrs. Sara and Ms. Whitney meeting for the first time. You know that feeling, when you’re introducing someone you love to someone else you love and you wish you could precede their introduction with a giant banner announcing SHE’S NOT NORMALLY LIKE THIS, I SWEAR.

Sara: “I want my mom to accept that I love this woman and that I’m going to marry her.”

Sarahara interviews that she hopes Whitney’s Mom can inspire her Mom to be more enthusiastic about Lesbians, and they start strong when Mrs. Sara tells Ms. Whitney that they’re “in love” with her daughter, just like Sara and the webmaster of fuckyeahwhitneymixter dot tumblr dot com.

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Sara: “[Whitney’s Mom is] very liberal, she’s really sweet, I think that she’s approachable and you know, my mom can see that she’s doing okay and her daughter is also getting married and her daughter is also gay and she can see a different perspective of someone else going through the same thing.”

Mrs. Sara tells Ms.Whitney that it’s been hard, harder for her than for her husband and that “these last two months have not been easy.” Telling the rest of Sara’s family, for example, was not easy. For starters, nobody even knew Sarahara was gay! Why didn’t they know?

i mean she even uses those special pens bic makes just for women

Mhm. Mrs. Sara notes that Sara’s lesbianism was a “big big surprise” for them, unlike she imagines it was for Mr. and Ms. Whitney, who probs knew Whitney was gay when she was a tiny tot. Ms. Whitney is like, WHAT YOU THINK MY DAUGHTER IS A MAN!?! Just kidding, she says they knew Whitney was different when she was just three years old and couldn’t get her tiny fist out of that peach. Just kidding! She says, “when Whitney was three years old we realized that she was gonna be different.” That’s a nice way to put it.

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Smear on back to filthy Las Vegas, Nevada, where Romi and Dusty have traveled to tie the knot, Britney Spears style. Lemme tell you, there’s nothing a bunch of lesbians love more than watching men and women marry each other! It’s rare we can tear ourselves away from Say Yes to The Dress long enough to even watch another program, so thank G-d they brought some of the Shit We Can’t Have onto the Lesbian Show. BRING IT ON!

hello this is dusty and i assume you already know who i am

Romi: “Marrying a woman or marrying a man, it doesn’t matter. I’m not shocked that I’m here with a man, that’s who I’m in love with. I love him. I’ve loved him forever, so it’s exciting.”

That’s a good point about it not mattering, in theory, but it actually does matter, because you can’t marry a woman in Nevada. Or in California. Or most anywhere in the world! Anyhow, Romi’s excited, so good for her.

yup, i’m still smokin’ hot

This Fucking Show then gifts us with an interview/retrospective collage of all the faces Romi has sucked this season:

now you’re just some bodies that i used to know

Romi: “When you’re searching for love, you’re searching. when you’re trying to make love out of something, it’s so different. It’s not right. Things aren’t gonna click. I was searching for love with Jay, I was searching for love with Kesley, and I know that goes for Whitney too, I wanted it, I wanted it to be it and it just wasn’t. When you just love somebody and they love you back, it just clicks. You don’t have to try for it, with Dusty I don’t have to try and be in love, it takes over my whole body, it takes over my whole heart.”

Laneia: her whole brain even
one might argue

That being said, I love Romi’s Pop-Punk wedding outfit and she looks beautiful. Especially in comparison to The Sliver of Man.

and check out our new single, coincidentally dropping the same day this episode will air

Ta-da:

as opposed to your homo friends back at the orchard, their shit is illegal as fuck

Wedding Lady loves Dusty and Romi — or “Romney,” as she pronounces it — and found their vows absolutely thrilling!

Wedding Lady: “Words have never been said so beautifully as the two of you have. I really believe that you know what love is.”

Yeah, she said the same thing to these cats:

The beaming-with-happy couple bursts from the chapel into a ray of golden sunlight, a light from the heavens that shines upon them and them alone, in their little cocoon where you say things like the things they say and it doesn’t matter because there are walls of glass.

and i let him pork me with his sausage all night long!

Romi: “It’s my husband!”
Dusty: “I’m her husband!”
Romi: “It’s my husband!”
Dusty: “You’re my wife!”
Romi: “Yeah! That’s what this place does!”
Dusty: “That’s what the world is for.”
Romi: “Husbands and wives!”

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Cut back to Wedding World, USA, which is like Wally World but for lesbians and illegal. Sara’s had her dress “reconstructed” to better accomodate those tits and dat ass and therefore isn’t sure yet that it’s even gonna fit.

Whitney: “This is the most terrifying moment ever because if her dress doesn’t fit it’s gonna be bad for all of us.”

besides that creamed corn thing

Spoiler alert: the dress is totally gonna fit.

yup, i’ve still got a great rack

Mrs.Sara: “You cannot eat anything tonight, you have to run on the beach ’til tomorrow morning!”

Riese: she should do laps in a winter coat
like they do in wrestling
Laneia: her sister is so gay wtf

Mrs. Whitney assures her daughter that the dress could not possibly look more perfect and therefore Sarahara is The Prettiest Princess, period.

because that’s not how heads work, you can’t just zip them off your skull and wrap them around things like you can with your whole body

Sara and Whitney interview about how they love each other and are excited to get married and etc etc whatever bla bla:

Sara: “You know I would always tell her that if I could have you sign a contract that says you’re never gonna cheat on me and you’re never gonna leave me and that we’re always gonna be together then I would feel like I could do this with you and I wouldn’t be scared —”
Whitney: “And it turns out that you can, it’s called a marriage license!”

In anticipation of tomorrow’s knot-tying, the ladies settle in for a long evening of scissoring, canyon yodeling, cunt lapping, muff-diving, moustache riding, skull-fucking, sneezing in the cabage, telephoning the stomach and flopping in the hay.

Laneia: are you squinting or covering your eyes
or is that just me
riese: i’m not looking
jesus christ though
her ass is like [redacted]’s
Laneia: idk if i had an ass like that
i’d be on tv in a thong i guess
EMOTIONAL JINX
riese: i stopped wearing thongs when i became a lesbian

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Starsweep to the next morning, when a newly deflowered Sara and Whitney arrive at the venue, full of hope, cheer, and appreciation for the shining sun and beautiful day. However, it’s two hours ’til showtime and Team Sara is nowhere to be found.

should’ve tried allegra

Sara interviews that “everyone’s late and I’m just fucking sitting here by myself” and she wants some motherfucking support, and it seems like maybe this is that thing you do when you’re so fucking scared about a big thing going wrong (e.g., her Mom skipping the wedding or crying sad tears the whole time) that when one little thing appears to be kinda close to maybe going wrong (e.g., everybody being late), it just pushes you over the edge and then you’re sitting on the grass, sobbing in your leggings, waiting for your Mom.

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Sara: “For my sister’s wedding everybody was fussing over what was happening with my sister, everyone was there, everyone was doing everything… it just goes to show a lack of importance I think in my big day versus my sister’s.”

At last they arrive, while meanwhile Alyssa’s doing Whitney’s hair and reassuring her that if she changes her mind, there’s a getaway car out back.

rethinking the xanax

In Sara’s dugout, the team rushes to both calm her nerves, reassure her that she is loved, and get in those last minute interviews:

Mrs.Sara: “I’m very happy for Sara but at the same time, I’m sad too. I really like my daughter to have a wedding, but with a man. I’m sorry to say that, but that’s the truth. I love Whitney, I wish Whitney is a guy Sara could marry.”

:-(

and i find her fashion statement very confusing

OH HELLO SCARLETT!

“who for some reason doesn’t want to be on this show all the time, despite how lovely her face looks on our screen”

Whitney dips out for some man-to-man heart-to-heart time with the camera. The camera loves her, just like Romi loves Dusty and Jesus loves you and I love whiskey and we need to be on the road towards Los Angeles two hours ago! Anyhow, Whitney says she’s excited and scared and can’t believe it’s really happening.

Enough feelings, it’s time for The Wedding Guests Arrive Musical Montage! We open with Hunter Valentine, accompanied by Lauren The Pink Glamazon Princess Warrior, Amanda FTW Dunn, Vero the Coolest Cucumber, Laura and Somebody Else.

Look it’s Francine, Autostraddle’s Miss June 2012 and the calmest cast member of The Real L Word Season Two!

Look who got a free trip to Los Angeles and is totally early!

Kacy and Cori reminisce about their wedding:

but coco remembers it well

All of the pretty people get settled in the rows of chairs, Whitney walks to the front of the thing…

…and Sara swings by in her Bride Trolley…

it’s official then, i’m the prettiest one here

..and then Kina Grannis is there with her guitar and her amazing voice singing a song!

This is that song, just to get you in the mood:

Laneia: well fuck me this is cute
ALL THE SUSPENDERS
riese: awwwwww
i like her
this singer
i predict
that of all the people trying to sell music
from this season
that chick is gonna win
Laneia: that singer is making this scene
riese: she has that voice i love
Laneia: like a bird
riese: mhm

Sarahara walks down the aisle with her beaming father and quiet mother:

i’m a silly love song a twisted elbow crush song

Oh shit, somebody’s late:

Anyhow, Jenny’s here, Sara’s here, everybody’s here and The Wedding Captain they’ve hired to guide this ship is talking into the mike like she’s having sex with it on live radio, it’s seriously weird.

Laneia: “she sounds like a sex line operator” – megs
Riese: i know we’ve been imitating her pretending like we’re radio hosts
i dedicated “when i see you smile” by bad english to my girlfriend overseas
marni introduced an NPR program

Ready?

The Vows:

Whitney: “I promise to start each day looking into your eyes with the same gratitude and appreciation as I am now. I promise to make our marriage something of evolution and adventure, so together we can both grow and experience the world to its fullest potential. I promise to hold you in stressful times and in times of joy, even when our firey personalities tell us otherwise, last but not least I promise to get the best rocking chairs known to man, so that when we’re 80, or when you’re slightly younger than 80, we can watch the sun set together and smile back at this day.”

Sara: “I promise to always respect you, to encourage and laugh with you, to wake up every morning as we do now and express how grateful I am to be in your presence and to smother you almost to the point you can’t breathe. I promise to try and let you leave my side at times, even if just a day can seem unbearable. I promise that I will help you with the laundry and be mindful to separate colors and I even promise to learn to fold the bottom sheet.”

and also to learn how to fly

riese: NOBODY CAN FOLD THE BOTTOM SHEET
EMPTY PROMISE
Laneia: i can
riese: WHAT
somebody should marry you
Laneia: i can fold the bottom sheet
riese: pat megan on the back for me
luckily we only have like 2 sheet sets
so folding won’t be an issue for us
either it’s on the bed
or it’s in the laundry

Now that everybody is crying, it’s time to pronounce them wife and wife or something similar to that idea, basically:

and the best roommates ever

Ta-da!

Whitney and Sara standing in an orchard K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!

We then transition into the after-party part of the wedding montage!

raise your glass for real
dirty dancing

Kacy and Cori have an adorable interview (they give great interview, these two):

Kacy: “We are much stronger than the two of us every thought we would be, we prove that marriage is a commitment and in good times and bad definitely rings true. And I married my very best friend, and i’m grateful for it every day.”

Although we’d all like to languish as long as possible in this orchard, we must return to Dusty and Romi’s Desert Wedding to really end this montage with a bang bang bang:

fun fact: romi can come in her pants on command

Romi: “I think that Whitney and Sara found their soulmate and I wish them both the best ever, I really do. Sometimes you’re really lucky and you have somebody out there in the world who was meant to be with you and for me, Dusty is the one. He makes me happy. People change, people grow, that’s life. I’m not gonna be the same person I was last year and I’m not gonna be the same person I am now next year, or the year after that or the year after that, I’m gonna keep evolving and changing and figuring out who I am and what I want…. I’m not living for everybody else. I’m living for myself.”

YOU GO GIRL. No really, just live for yourself! If you’re living for yourself, then it shouldn’t matter what anybody else thinks, right? Right! Not everybody’s gonna be happy simply because you’re happy, the world doesn’t work that way. If Mitt Romney got elected president, I couldn’t be happy for him just ’cause it’s been his dream his whole life and he’s happy, you know? If you want other people to be happy for you, you have to consider what makes them happy, too. But if you’re just living for yourself, then live for yourself and forget about the rest of us already. You do you.

but i do make an effort to think about somebody else for at least two minutes a week

Laneia: i will not live through this bullshit suffocation
riese i might die
Riese: thank god she clarified
she’s not living for anybody else
just herself
Laneia: not everybody else
also not aliens
or cabinets?
no
not cabinets
Riese: not popsicles
Laneia: also not sand
not living for sand

We smear on back to The Orchard Wedding, where Whitney is predicting the future:

Whitney: “I see some buns going in some ovens. Who doesn’t want a bunch of little Saras and Whitneys running around?”

This is me predicting the future of this show:

real l word season seventeen

The last twenty minutes of this episode are really well done and the final montage is no exception. Everybody’s happy, love is in the air, the sky is beautiful, and we get a sense of having been on a journey with at least a few of these motherfuckers.

And here we are at the end, with these two women who made it here and are in love and a whole orchard full of queers and allies. Well played, well played.

Now I’ve gotta get in a car headed towards hellscape, but I hope y’all have the holiest Sunday ever and don’t have too many nightmares about Dusty or Wheelers. Also if you donated to our campaign, thank you! We raised over $116,000!! Now if that’s not a happy ending, I don’t know what is. Oh wait. Yes I do!

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The end!