The Brazilian supermodel made a comeback on the runway at the age of 43, showing off her “slim” body transformation for the 2024 Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show.
Adriana Lima’s appearance at the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show on October 15, 2024, was one of the best moments of the night. After retiring in 2018, after nearly 20 years with the lingerie brand, and having her third child in 2022, she amazed the crowd with her new look, which fans quickly noticed and praised.
Lima first shared her retirement in 2018 at the age of 37. In an Instagram post, which she has since deleted, she reflected on her long time with the brand. “Dear Victoria, thank you for showing me the world, sharing your secrets, and most importantly not just giving me wings but teaching me to fly,” she wrote.
When talking about her last walk, Lima told People, “This has been my 18th fashion show, and I am still as excited as I was from the first day. I think this year is going to be the highlight of my career.”
After leaving modeling, she was only seen at some events and on social media. In a TikTok video from February 2022, Lima shared that she was pregnant with her third child, her first with partner Andre Lemmers.
By April, the couple released a gender reveal video, announcing that a boy would join Lima’s daughters from her previous marriage, Valentina and Sienna. Her son, Cyan, was born in August 2022.
During her pregnancy, the retired supermodel looked amazing in stylish maternity outfits at important events, like the 75th Cannes Film Festival in May 2022. Wearing a mustard gown from Nicolas Jebran, she proudly showed off her baby bump on the red carpet, and while she looked great, it was different from her usual slimmer figure.
Fast forward to 2023, Lima attended the Venice International Film Festival in a Pinko gown with a plunging neckline and gold accents. At this event, her fuller face and body were still noticeable.
A few months later, the supermodel went to the Mon Cheri Barbara Tag event in Munich, Germany, in December 2023. She wore a form-fitting gray gown by Donna Karan and looked like she was losing her previous weight.
However, her October 2024 runway appearance showed her full transformation. During the 2024 Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show in Brooklyn, Lima wowed the crowd not just with her outfits but also with her youthful appearance. A backstage photo captured her glowing skin and tight facial features.
Once ready, Lima hit the runway wearing a checker-striped outfit with a black bra and high-waisted pants, topped with a long-sleeved cut-out top for her first look. Her grunge-style angel wings added a cool touch to the outfit.
For her second appearance, she wore a red lace nightie with sparkling wings that showcased her renewed energy. This moment reminded everyone of her younger days as an angel for the brand, and fans quickly expressed their admiration for her physical change on social media.
One fan said, “She’s lost so much weight. She’s back .” Another wrote, “SHE LOOKS GREAT HER SLIM BODY IS BACK. GREAT JOB. I LIKE THIS OUTFIT TOO.”
Kiya Cole, the mother of actress Skai Jackson, added, “She worked hard in the gym this past year! I was a witness. No quick fix for her!” Another commenter expressed, “She is back with a vengeance, love her.”
Fans were also happy to see the show featuring a variety of healthier bodies, like Lima’s. One commented, “These bodies look healthier, and I like that, in different sizes but healthy, good for VS.”
My Ex-MIL Sent Me a Generous Gift After My Divorce, but Her Clause Made Me Say No — Two Years Later, I Saw Her Crying in the Park
After a messy divorce, a mysterious package from her ex-mother-in-law offers Emilia a chance to escape her struggles, but at a shocking price. Years later, she’s thriving in a new life when a chance encounter reveals the cost of arrogance, leaving her to decide if forgiveness can outweigh the past.
When I married Wyatt, it felt like I was stepping into a whirlwind romance with a man who was so unlike anyone I’d ever met.
At least, that’s what I told myself.
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He was charming and unpredictable, always full of big dreams and bigger promises. But charm doesn’t keep a marriage afloat, does it? A year later, that whirlwind turned into a storm, and I found myself alone, betrayed, and shattered after discovering his infidelity.
Our divorce was swift and sterile. There were no kids. No shared assets to fight over. But emotionally?
It left me gutted. Financially, it was even worse. Wyatt left me drowning in legal bills, trying to rebuild a life from the wreckage he caused.
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I moved into a tiny apartment on the outskirts of the city, took on a second job at my lawyer’s firm. To be honest, I think the man just felt sorry for me when he offered me the job. I canceled every unnecessary expense. It was exhausting.
Lonely.
Every day felt like an uphill climb. But I pushed through.
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Then, one cold afternoon, a package arrived at my door.
No name. No return address.
It was just a set of keys and a note with an address, a date, and a time. The courier had disappeared before I could ask questions.
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I held the keys and note to my chest, my heart racing. Was it Wyatt? Had he come to his senses and wanted to apologize? I wasn’t naïve enough to think we could get back together, but closure?
That, I desperately wanted.
Maybe this was his peace offering.
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The address led me to a sleek apartment downtown, the kind of place I used to dream about when I was younger. The key turned smoothly in the lock, and when I stepped inside, I found someone waiting for me, but it wasn’t Wyatt.
It was Jill, my ex-mother-in-law, perched on a plush white sofa. Her pearls glinted under the soft light, and her smile felt more like a performance than a welcome.
“I’m glad you came,” she said, motioning for me to sit.
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“What is this?” I asked, holding up the keys.
“This apartment is my gift to you,” she said smoothly. “Of all the women my son has been with, you were the best. The most deserving.”
My stomach twisted.
The apartment could change everything, no more scraping by, no more endless nights worrying about rent. But Jill’s generosity wasn’t exactly her signature trait.
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I didn’t trust this, and I didn’t trust her.
“On one condition,” she added.
Of course.
“A grandson,” she said, as if it were the most reasonable request in the world.
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My jaw dropped.
“What do you mean?”
Jill tilted her head, calm and businesslike.
“Wyatt is my only child, and I doubt he’ll ever become a family man. We need a grandchild to carry on the family name. You deserve this, darling. You’ve been through so much with Wyatt. Let me make it easier.”
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“But we broke up!” I said, my voice rising. “We don’t even talk anymore! I don’t think he knows where I live, Jill!”
Jill rolled her eyes, waving off my concerns like they were trivial.
“Oh, please, Emilia!” she said. “Just call him, tell him you miss him, invite him here for a romantic dinner. He’ll come. I know he will. I’m not asking for anything complicated. Once my grandson arrives, I’ll provide everything you need. And more.”
“And what if it’s a granddaughter? Then what, Jill?” I pressed, curious to see how far her arrogance stretched.
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Her expression didn’t even flicker.
“Then, Emilia,” she said. “You will try again, darling. No one else will offer you what I’m offering. A comfortable life, all the amenities, all the luxuries. Heck, you wouldn’t even need to work.”
Her words sank in.
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This woman thought I was desperate. She thought I was incapable of standing on my own. She didn’t see me as a person. She just saw me as a means to an end.
The thought of being with Wyatt… being intimate with Wyatt… it put me off. I felt sick.
“No,” I said finally.
Jill’s polished exterior cracked, surprise flashing across her face.
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“Think carefully, girl,” she warned. “This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
“I have thought carefully,” I replied, meeting her gaze. “And I’d rather struggle than sell my soul and my child over to you.”
I left the keys on the table and walked out, ignoring her protests.
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The two years that followed were the hardest, and the most rewarding of my life. I poured myself into my job at the law firm, staying late, volunteering for extra projects, and building connections.
One of the senior partners noticed my dedication and started mentoring me.
It wasn’t easy at all, and there were nights when I cried from the exhaustion, but I refused to give up. With every promotion, I felt like I was proving to myself that I didn’t need Wyatt or anyone else to succeed.
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Eventually, I was offered the role of head of client relations. It came with a solid paycheck, a corner office, and something I hadn’t felt in a long time:
Pride.
It was at the firm that I met Daniel.
He was an associate attorney, and he was kind, empathetic, and quietly funny in a way that made bad days seem lighter. He knew all about my messy marriage to Wyatt, and he never pitied me for it.
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Instead, he admired how I’d clawed my way out of the wreckage.
“And I’m not just saying it, Emilia,” he said, handing me a bottle of water. “I mean it. I saw that kind of relationship first-hand. But my mother couldn’t get away from my father, no matter how hard she tried. I guess she wanted to believe in some fantasy that he would change.”
“I get that,” I replied. “At first, a part of me thought that Wyatt would come back with some sense of remorse. But then one day, I opened my eyes. And they stayed open.”
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Our first date was a simple coffee after work. And by our third, I knew he was the real deal. Daniel wasn’t flashy or unpredictable. He was steady. Honest.
A man I could build a life with.
We got married a year later in a small ceremony with close friends and family. A year after that, we welcomed our son, Ethan.
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“Finally,” I said to Daniel as I looked at our son. “I’ve waited for this little boy for decades. I always knew I wanted to be a mom. But I also knew that I wasn’t going to be a mom with Wyatt.”
Immediately, that bright-eyed, giggling baby boy became the center of our world.
One morning, I was walking through the park, pushing Ethan’s stroller while Daniel jogged ahead. The air smelled of snow, and the bare trees cast long shadows on the path.
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As I paused by a bench to adjust Ethan’s blanket, I spotted a woman sitting a few feet away.
It was Jill.
She was crying, her face buried in her hands. She looked older, wearier somehow. Her hair was unkempt, her clothes plain, and her signature pearls were nowhere in sight. A stack of papers had fallen from her lap, scattering at her feet.
I hesitated, but then instinct took over. I reached into the diaper bag, grabbed some napkins, and walked up to her.
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“Here,” I said softly, holding out the napkins. “Is there anything I can do for you?”
Jill looked up, startled.
Her eyes flickered to the stroller, landing on Ethan’s smiling face. Something between longing and bitterness passed across her expression.
“Thank you,” she said, taking the napkins. I bent down to gather the papers she’d dropped and handed them back to her.
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“For hours,” Jill muttered, her voice thin. “I’ve been sitting here for hours. Sometimes, it’s the only place I can think. Your child is beautiful.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I stayed silent.
“Wyatt married again,” she blurted out, her voice dripping with bitterness. “It didn’t last, of course. He married her after only three months, thought she was the perfect trophy wife. But she was just as cunning as he was. Took him for everything.”
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Her shoulders shook as she cried again.
“He lost a fortune in the divorce. And now? There’s nothing left. He came crawling back to me. I’ve spent every penny trying to keep him afloat.”
“I’m sorry,” I said quietly.
Despite everything Jill had put me through, I meant it.
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We talked a little more, about Ethan, about life, before Jill gathered her things and stood.
“You could have given me a grandson after all. He’s lovely,” she said. “Goodbye, Emilia.”
I watched her walk away, her back hunched against the cold.
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A few minutes later, Daniel jogged up to me, his cheeks flushed. He leaned down, kissed me, and scooped Ethan out of the stroller, making him laugh.
“Ready to head home?” he asked.
“Yeah, always,” I said, smiling as I slipped my arm through his.
Together, we strolled away, leaving the past where it belonged.
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