The Only Instagram Story I Never Skip

Most Instagram stories I skip on autopilot. Someone at the gym again—skip. A guy hanging out with that insufferable YouTube person—skip. A couple publicly documenting their relationship drama on a platform both of them are definitely watching—skip, skip, done.

The one account I watch every single story without exception is Bonnie Strange. I have no clean explanation for this that holds up under examination. Her stories cycle through funny, strange, self-aware, and occasionally just straightforwardly hot, and somewhere in that combination I’ve completely lost whatever critical distance I started with. I want to be her closest friend, her collaborator, her most devoted admirer—all simultaneously, which is the kind of thought that belongs in a private journal rather than here, but here we are.

She recently posted a nude on Instagram that reminded me, again, why she’s the only person on the platform I genuinely look forward to. Since having her first child she seems even more at ease in her own skin—comfortable in a way that reads as something earned rather than performed. The photo is exactly what the caption doesn’t need to explain.

Bonnie, I love you. That’s the whole post.