Certain media creations rise to the level of me not carrying exactly about the underlying story content when they reach some penultimate level of celebrity sexiness, and, dare I say it, nekkidness. Put Shameless in that category, at least if you’re an Emmy Rossum devotee, which, if you aren’t, you will be after watching Emmy Rossum strip off the top and hit the boot knocking on seemingly every episode of this boob tube spectacular. Emmy Rossum topless, sextastic. Now that’s appointment television.
