Yes, it's Packed with Nonsense, Extreme Hosting and Psychobabble. Yet I Truly Love Meghan's Holiday Special.

No matter the time of year, it's constantly fair game for criticism on the Duchess of Sussex's televisual offering, With Love, Meghan. Critics, from seasoned journalists to online pundits, have rarely been so united as when eagerly tearing the program's initial installments apart. The general consensus was that a greater royal outrage had seldom occurred than the now-infamous snack re-labeling incident.

Presently, like a merry renegade master, she has returned once again with a "Christmas Special" (or a yuletide episode). But this time, the dynamic has changed. The standard components we've come to expect – vague self-help platitudes, intense hospitality – remain, but framed of a Christmas special, suddenly it all makes sense. The pieces have fallen together; it's a perfect snow storm.

At this stage, Meghan resembles the quirky relative at the typical holiday get-together – dispensing unasked-for guidance, and supplying the periodic peculiar declaration. ("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 quite a personality, but her aura is known and strangely comforting. And she appears content; she's not doing the slightest hurt.

She is aware her all subtle gestures, word and look will be analyzed and scrutinized, but still appears unburdened and remarkably at ease.

Perhaps this is the first occasion in history where that old chestnut – "Pay no mind, it's only envy" – might be true. Since, in all honesty, everything in Meghan's Holiday Celebration honestly feels lovely. Admittedly, it's all painfully excessive, foolishness and over the top – but is that not precisely what Yuletide is about? And the words she speaks might be ridiculous, but the example she sets seems authentically beautifully curated.

Whatever she turns her beautifully manicured, diamond-adorned hand to, she accomplishes with flair. Her recipes looks scrumptious, the festive decoration she makes is gorgeous, her gifts are almost too pretty to tear into. Not a single thing is average or visually unappealing – even the way she secures her kitchen garment is stylish and elegant. She doesn't bung a dish in the microwave, it "goes for a spin", and she folds gift paper like an paper-folding expert. She also seems to be genuinely relishing herself from start to finish. How could any cynical observer not be won over, bursting with holiday spirit and left with a intense desire for personalized Christmas crackers or a crudites platter where broccoli is positioned in the form of a wreath?

Meghan had a career in acting for a living, of course, but despite that, after the level of scrutiny she has weathered from the moment she met Prince Harry, a theoretical combination of acting royalty would have difficulty behaving this naturally. Her decision to modify or even moderate her persona, regardless of it being so persistently, globally mocked, is oddly heartening. In our volatile world, here is something we can rely on: Meghan will be like this, whatever happens. We will always know where we are with her.

If you're remaining skeptical of her brand, a reminder that will surely come as a comfort: you are not obligated to. We don't have mandatory conscription in this country, and should it be reinstated, it would be improbable to include streaming With Love, Meghan: Holiday Celebration. If, conversely, you willingly check it out and are overcome with longing about her idyllic Christmas, there is hope either. If you are a royal or a data administrator, hardly any child truly appreciates the effort and hard work their parent puts in in December. So you can find comfort by imagining her children's faces when they reveal a handwritten message that says, 'I love you because you are brave,' from a DIY festive calendar, rather than a chocolate.