Lindsay Lohan Needs an Insta-vention

The first step is admitting you have an Insta-problem.

Last week, Lindsay Lohan posted a picture to Instagram, purported to be the words “You’re beautiful” in both English and Arabic. But it didn’t. It said “You’re beautiful” in English and “You’re a donkey/an ass” in Arabic.

Days later, our lady of perpetual excuses attempted to save face via this picture of a purse.

Lindsay, we need to talk. It’s time for an Instagram intervention. An Insta-vention.

First, let’s address the hastily Photoshopped elephant in the room.
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“#mycalvins are helping me fight off my chikungunya”

Back in January, Lindsay came down with a mean case of the mosquitoes, aka chikungunya, a mosquito-borne virus, and that’s totally why she couldn’t do her court-mandated community service. Because nothing says “trust me, I have a mosquito virus” like taking an underwear selfie and proclaiming said underwear to have curative properties. And nothing says “trust me, I didn’t Photoshop this” quite like a jagged booty and a sink full of bottles that defy the laws of physics.

Then, like her mosquito virus, the physics-busting issues her bathroom was suffering grew contagious and traveled to her door frame in this bootylicious shot.
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Maybe we were all being unfair to keep assuming these images were Photoshopped — maybe Salvador Dali designed her house. Who among us can say? It would definitely explain how the struggles with her bathroom and doorframe then moved to her staircase while she showed off this waist trainer.