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By Meagan Wilson
There's nothing quite like an afternoon with a supermodel
to do a number on the ol' self-esteem. It doesn't exactly help matters when said supermodel
spends a considerable amount of said afternoon in a bustier and high-waisted shorts, either. Is it just us, or did you just let out a collective sigh, too? Yeah, we firmly point the finger at Alessandra Ambrosio
We kid, we kid. We can't exactly blame Ambrosio for turning us into gawking 14-year-old boys — we mean, we are talking about the same model who has given birth and stomped down runways weeks later in next to nothing save for a few pieces of fabric and a pair of very heavy wings — the girl's sort of earned it, right? We caught up with Ambrosio at The Peninsula Beverly Hills hotel, where she greeted us, suitcase in hand, at one of their slightly insane suites, dressed head-to-toe in her ále by Alessandra for Planet Blue collection. While it might be the model's very first turn at designing, if it wasn't for the awe-inspiring shape she was in, we might guess that her day job was in jeopardy — girl kind of has a knack for the whole everything-we-want-to-wear-right-now thing. She also brought along a handful of goodies from all of our favorite friends for good measure, too. Think everything from supple leather Giuseppe Zanotti sandals and a cognac-hued Valentino clutch to piles of Jacquie Aiche body jewelry, the latter of which she artfully layered on with the studied eye of a seasoned stylist.
That said, as with any supermodel worth their weight in kale and CrossFit classes, Ambrosio's wardrobe wasn't quite complete without a few good pairs of cut-offs. Oh, and some well-worn denim overalls for good measure. But, can you really blame her?