While our beloved Britney is gumming on creamed corn in the psych ward, her maligned father Jamie remains in control of her estate. That isn't very funny or interesting, so here is Lindsay Lohan sporting the facial equivalent of Mariah Carey's paint-by-numbers abs. So what's going on here? Is she harkening back to the mid-to-late-'80s Knots Landing look, when blush was worn in a horizontal stripe? Is she taking the whole urban hipster Pocahontas look a little too far? Did she head over to Tanfastic on Sunset and order the "Adam Ant"? Most likely, she simply attended the premiere of The Hottie and the Nottie, and what we're actually looking at is the result of air-kissing Paris. You don't even have to join giblets with her anymore to bear the hideous Mark of Hilton.
