Lindsay Lohan finally breaks silence on plastic surgery rumours
Lindsay Lohan, queen of 2000s teen cinema and reigning monarch of comebacks, has finally addressed the rumors swirling around her face.
After dominating the early aughts in Freaky Friday, Mean Girls, and Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen, Lohan took a break from Hollywood..
What followed was a well-documented rollercoaster of rehab stints, tabloid drama, and enough court appearances to qualify for frequent flyer miles at the Los Angeles County Courthouse.
But now? She's back in a big way. Lohan is starring in Netflix rom-coms like Irish Wish, One Little Secret, as well as reuniting with Jamie Lee Curtis for the sequel to Freaky Friday.
Perhaps most shockingly of all, she looks like she's barely aged since Cady Heron wore army pants and flip-flops.
Naturally, the internet has thoughts. One plastic surgeon on TikTok estimated to cost as much as $300,000 (£238,314). That's not a glow-up – it's a GDP.
But Lohan isn't having it.
In a new interview with Elle, she brushed off the facelift accusations with a bewildered: 'I'm like, when? With what time? Where?'
Her publicist chimed in to defend her, calling out the ridiculous double standards applied to women aging in public.
Basically: people lose their minds if a woman looks different at 37, and somehow no one believes in the power of hydration anymore.
So, what's the real secret behind Lindsay's fountain-of-youth?
According to her, it's part Hogwarts potion, part Whole Foods shopping list. Every morning starts with a health elixir that includes 'carrot, ginger, lemon, olive oil, [and] apple.' Yes, olive oil. More Trending
She's also really into pickled beets, chia seeds, green tea, eye patches, and dunking her face in ice water like she's prepping for a polar plunge.
'I'm into lasers,' she also told Elle.
In short, Lohan's glow isn't the result of a surgeon's scalpel – it's a cocktail of root vegetables, spa tech, and the sheer power of not giving a damn.
And really, isn't that the most iconic comeback energy of all?
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