Lindsay’s second — no, third, I forgot stupid Irish Wish! — effort for Netflix is out just in time for Thanksgiving, so you can fill up on carbs and turkey and then pass out in front of her imaginary romantic problem. In this one, she learns that she and her ex are about to spend Christmas together, because their new partners are siblings. If this secret stays kept for longer than 20 minutes, it will be a miracle. Are we REALLY to believe Lindsay and/oy Boyfriend never mentioned each other’s names to their current paramours — or cursed each other’s very cores in front of them? Maybe if it wasn’t a significant relationship, but it must have been? Do people nowadays change names in conversations to protect the innocent? “My ex, let’s call him, um, Dave, he’s really into brain worms and bear carcasses.” I’m sure that’d work.
Anyhoo, this outfit is fairly banal. It’s FINE. It’s been done 117 times before, but I guess that’s true of strapless sparkly metallic gowns, too. Besides which, Lindsay certainly went to her fair share of Fashion Week back in her heyday, but was never what I’d consider a fashionista, or even fashionable, so this tracks: a basic version of a basic idea, nicely executed because it fits and she looks clean and hydrated, but absolutely nothing stretching her range. Given that it’s a Christmas movie and that everyone is obsessed with thematic dressing right now, we should be grateful she didn’t come as Mrs. Claus.
