OK, Gisele Bündchen. I see you in all your long-limbed, supermodel glory, serene and beautiful, doing yoga alongside your adorable baby in your tastefully appointed living room with the abstract art and the orchid, nary a plastic toy nor a wadded-up tissue in sight. We get it, you’re amazing.
But can you do this, Gisele? Can you stretch your lithe Brazilian limbs into dancer’s pose at a rest stop in Connecticut during HOUR SEVEN of a family road trip? Can you remain calm and centered as a gum-chewing hooligan in gym shorts photobombs you? Didn’t think so.
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