Analysis by Jada Yuan

There she was, all over my timeline back in September, looking poised and confident, with poreless skin, wrapped in a tasteful ensemble of heather-gray silk, wool and fur.

“Lindsay Lohan really went back in time and grabbed her old face,” read one of the tweets. Subscribe for unlimited access to The Post You can cancel anytime. Subscribe

And at 38 (now 39), she was triggering joyous nostalgia, not just because she seemed to age backward, as celebrities are wont to do these days, but because she radiated an inner peace that those of us who have loved her for decades always dreamed she would someday have.

Our Lindsay — the Disney star turned millennial victim of fame, the redheaded ingenue with limitless talent who had been plagued by substance addiction and her

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