Instagram is good for a lot of things. Oversharing, extreme procrastinating and pretending that you are more famous than you are (which is to say not famous at all). We also enjoy the cyber stalking advantages to which it allows us. Especially when it means we get an insider look at our favorite models private lives. Though sometimes what we find on there is a lot stranger than we bargained for. So for your enjoyment (and shock quota?) here are the best and weirdest of model instagrams!
Ali Michael pulling a Michael Jackson for no discernible reason. Ali will forever be our favorite fashion model freak.
We love this Chloe Norgaard instagram because we know exactly which nightclub this is at and we love Electric Room as well! Models, they are just like us.
The best instagram, for obvious reason. Chrissy Teigan is forever a bombshell babe!
Ashley Smith dancing on a table for RVCA is both the best and weirdest that we could find. Which is why we love her.
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