Pamela Anderson is Glamour's Global Woman of the Year

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, , —in a white James Perse linen shirt and trousers and black Saint Laurent satin slippers, with that iconic platinum hair in a loose ponytail at her neck and, crucially, —stands to greet me. “It’s cute, right?” she says, pointing at the parsnip that she’d plucked from a platter of room service crudités on the coffee table.It’s a typical “kooky” gesture, in keeping with the playful, fun, and dare I say, “ditzy blonde bombshell” public persona that she has cultivated, and that has been cultivated for her, over the years.

I say “cultivated” because, as I soon discover, it seems to be also a role of protection, born from abuse, misogyny, and objectification that for a long time left her not only utterly unsure of her own self but, as she confesses to me, actively disliking the publicly perceived “Halloween costume” that is Pamela Anderson.Anderson apologises that she is tired.

She does seem a little distracted, having flown in a couple of days earlier from Atlanta, where she just wrapped filming The Naked Gun, a reboot of the classic ’80s and ’90s spoof cop films, alongside Liam Neeson.“I have such a mushy head!

I’m still in the movie mode. I’m still in the come-down,” she confesses in that soft yet familiar singsongy lilt.“We were shooting nights a lot too.