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Grandma, the Overnight Fashion Icon

By Anonymous

It started when my grandma borrowed my phone to “just see what Instagram is.”
Five minutes later, she’d accidentally posted a full runway walk in her kitchen —
complete with her floral apron, sunglasses, and a teacup as a prop.

Hashtags? Oh, she used them all. #love #instagood #style #model #explorepage #viral

By the next morning, she had 600,000 followers, fashion bloggers calling her
“the new queen of vintage couture,” and a DM from a designer in Milan.

Now she’s on reels every day, throwing shade at influencers half her age,
and I’m the unpaid intern managing her brand deals.

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