Yes, it's Brimming with Nonsense, Extreme Hosting and Self-Help Jargon. But I Do Cherish Meghan's Holiday Special.

No matter the season, it's perpetually hunting season for commentary on the Meghan Markle's televisual offering, With Love, Meghan. Reviewers, from seasoned journalists to online pundits, have seldom found such common ground as when gleefully ripping the series' initial installments to pieces. The common opinion was that a greater royal outrage had hardly ever taken place than the notorious pretzel-bagging incident.

Currently, in the spirit of a holiday maverick, she has returned with a new offering with a "Holiday Celebration" (also known as a Christmas special). But this time, it's different. The familiar ingredients we've come to expect – psychobabble word salads, intense hospitality – remain, but within the context of a holiday show, it all clicks into place. The puzzle has come into place; it's a flawless festive blizzard.

Now, Meghan is like the oddball family member at the typical holiday get-together – offering unsolicited, unnecessary advice, and supplying the occasional strange exclamation. ("I love spinach!" … "A tradition has to have a beginning." … "A tree is part of my memory and love of the holiday season.") She's a bit of a character, but her aura is known and unexpectedly soothing. And she looks content; she's inflicting the slightest hurt.

She knows her each tiny facial movement, word and glance will be dissected and scrutinized, but still appears carefree and serenely untroubled.

It could be this is the first occasion in history where that old chestnut – "Pay no mind, it's only envy" – might be true. Since, you know what?, everything in Meghan's Holiday Celebration honestly feels delightful. Granted, it's all awkwardly over-the-top, foolishness and extravagant – but isn't that just what Yuletide is about? And the talk she's talking might be laughable, but the example she sets seems authentically beautifully curated.

Anything she attempts, she pulls off with flair. Her cooking looks delicious, the wreath she makes is gorgeous, her gifts are practically too exquisite to unwrap. Not a single thing is mediocre or visually unappealing – even the way she fastens her apron is artful and chic. She doesn't toss a dish in the microwave, it "has a moment", and she wraps gift paper like an paper-folding expert. She also seems to be genuinely relishing herself from start to finish. How could any hate-watcher not be won over, filled with seasonal cheer and left with a powerful yearning for crafted festive snaps or a vegetable display where broccoli is arranged in the likeness of a wreath?

Meghan was once an actress for a living, naturally, but nonetheless, after the intensity of examination she has weathered since she became involved with Prince Harry, the love child of two legendary actresses would find it hard to appear this naturally. Her refusal to alter or even moderate her routine, despite it being so persistently, widely parodied, is oddly heartening. In our uncertain world, here is one thing we can depend on: Meghan will remain herself, whatever happens. We will forever know what to expect with her.

If you're still not buying her message, a point that will undoubtedly come as a comfort: you are not obligated to. There isn't the draft anymore, and were it to return, it would be doubtful to include watching With Love, Meghan: Holiday Celebration. If, however, you willingly check it out and are consumed by envy about her idyllic Christmas, you can take solace either. If you are a royal or a data administrator, hardly any child completely grasps the dedication and labor their mum puts in in the holiday season. So you can find comfort by picturing the young royals' faces when they open a calligraphy note that says, 'I love you because you are brave,' from a DIY festive calendar, rather than a sweet treat.