In the grand tradition of the Kardashian women creating things you didn't think you needed (see: “Bible” and teal hair extensions), Kim Kardashian's book is now a ~thing. Supermodel Gisele Bündchen is compiling photographs of herself for her own book. This is like narcissism on crack.
Tbh Gisele is like the baddest betch of the runway. She's the world's highest paid supermodel – sorry Cara Delevingne – she's married to Tom Brady (ever heard of him?), and is already teaching her daughter how to do yoga. So why the fuck is she doing this book? Maybe because there's more to life than being really really ridiculously good looking, and she plans on finding out what that is.
The only plausible answer is because she's only releasing 1000 autographed copies of the book. So it's basically a special collectors item for people who want to kiss her ass. This is the ultimate 21st Century power move.
Much like Kim's absolute waste of paper, Gisele's book will be a coffee table book, so you can show off that you're cultured but also snort Addy. For $700 you can celebrate 20 years of Gisele making you feel shitty about your body. That's equivalent to like 120 happy hour drinks – make your choice wisely.