Police bodycam footage shows famous model break down in tears during a traffic stop

Gisele Bündchen broke down in tears during a Florida traffic stop earlier this week after claiming

paparazzi had been “stalking” her and tailing her car. “I just want to live my life,” Bündchen can be heard telling the officer. The supermodel and former wife of Tom Brady was pulled over by police Wednesday in Surfside, Florida. During the traffic stop Bündchen was visibly upset about paparazzi she claimed was “stalking” her.

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“I was just trying to stay away from that guy,” she told the officer. “He’s right there in that gray car.” Although the officer told the paparazzo to leave, they informed Bündchen there wasn’t much else they could do except let her know she could file a police report. “I’ll give you a courtesy today. I understand who you are, there’s nothing I can do about that,” the officer said. “I’m so tired. Everywhere I go I have these f***ing guys after me. Nothing protects me. I can’t do nothing. I just want to live my life,” an emotional Bündchen told the officer. “I can’t prevent them from doing their job, which is to take pictures,” the officer said, to which she responded, “I don’t know how that’s allowed.” She then drove off.

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It’s unclear if she filed a report. It’s sick that paparazzi are allowed to follow people like that, and for what? A picture or a video clip! Share if you’re sick of the way paparazzi treat some people.

Sources: Newsner (all rights reserved to the author)

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