In her quest to show her pasty sideboob to everyone who ever existed, Lindsay Lohan went shopping yesterday, wearing what she ripped off the back of a homeless person moments before.
And those freckles aren't awesome. I realize she can't help she was cursed as the most complicated game of connect the dots ever, but this is Hollywood. There has to be at least a beta version of freckle reconstruction surgery available. Or maybe someone could move them around somehow to form a constellation or a giant penis on her chest.
Lindsay, still looking like a meth addict, shopping for clothes and crack...
