Let me preface this blog by saying that I have nothing against lesbians... Hey, I love lesbians! Not in a biblical sense. I love dudes more, but I think lesbians are usually the coolest chicks on the block and am totally looking forward to Season 6 of the L Word. I even have my Tivo set to catch the premiere and all that lesbo loving action on Showtime January 18th.

I've simply noticed that since Lindsay Lohan began her romantic relationship with DJ extraordinaire Samantha Ronson, she's become rather, I don't know...boring.

Whatever happened to crazy Lindsay? The one who wrecked cars, racked up DUIs, tossed back shots like they were vials of Smart Water, and showed up late on the sets of her films all hungover and bedraggled? Lately Lindsay's been wearing her panties, covering up her Herbies Fully Loaded, and has been maintaining a lower than low profile. The girl who used to love color, leather, minis and bold fashion statements has now settled for a drably neutral color palette consisting of a wardrobe filled with gray tees, jeans and other safe, androgynous staples.

Who is the Grinch who stole Lindsay's heterosexuality?

Was it playground love Aaron Carter who dumped her for Hilary Duff's stuff? Could it have been our favorite exchange student from That Seventies Show Wilmer Valderamma who did the deed? Or maybe it was rehab rebound Tony Allen who pounced on our vulnerable Lindsay. The Lindsay Ex list goes on and on and on making it nearly impossible to pin down one culprit. Who knows, maybe it was Katy Perry's "I Kissed a Girl" song that threw her over the edge.

All I know is that the Grinch who stole Lindsay's love of boys also seems to have stolen her love of fashion and drama.

This New Year Lindsay, I say make one resolution - get into some trouble.

USWeekly misses you and your bad girl self...as do I.