AT HOME WITH AMERICA'S MOST DOWN-TO-EARTH BOMBSHELL

Pamela Anderson is not your average Hollywood celebrity.When our crew arrives at her home in Malibu, she greets us barefoot, hair in rollers, having already ordered and set up vegan lunch and juices for everyone from her favorite neighborhood spot, SunLife Organics. Her house, while beautiful and modern—all wood and windows and shabby chic white punctuated by pink orchids—isn't grand. You don't have to take your shoes off; the closet wouldn't qualify as a studio apartment, even by NYC standards. She flips through the rack of clothing that's been pulled for the shoot and gives every piece the stamp of approval. By the end of the day, she'll have offhandedly shared revealing anecdotes about exes (like the time Kid Rock punched through the glass on photographs of Marilyn Monroe hanging next to her bed during a fight), called her mother on speaker to get family beauty secrets ("Drink lots of wine. Don't worry about things. Oh, I don't know, Auntie Vie smeared Crisco all over her face and then in the morning scraped it off and made a pie.") and served us champagne and tomato soup around the kitchen island. You get the feeling she'd let you spend the night if you didn't make an effort to get up and leave.
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