Justin Bieber, 21, recently discovered the smokey-eyed, plump-lipped visage of a young woman on Instagram.
It pleased him.
Then, with a regal click of his mouse, he regrammed her image, beaming it to his 47.2 million followers, and demanded they find her for him. “Omg who is this!!” he wrote, with no regard for correct punctuation nor the privacy of the face-owner.
The photo now has 1.2 million likes. Creepy, no?
The Instagram hordes dutifully did as they were told, and now that woman, the two-first-named Cindy Kimberly, is dealing with the wrath of millions of scorned tweenage Beliebers.
I guess now that he knows her identity, he can now nab the woman of his dreams with some opening gambit brimming with charisma such as, “Wat u doin’.
“I so do not know how to deal with this but I only have instagram and tumblr so whatever other stuff people are finding is fake (I did use to have a twitter account but I deactivated),” is the last thing Kimberley posted to her Instagram @wolfiecindy account.
It doesn’t reveal too much about her, except that yes, she does own a pretty face, and also: “My name is Cindy and I get too excited about fictional related stuff.”
It’s as though Instagram is Justin Bieber’s personal dating service. He is now able to procure a girl that fits his physical specifications from a screen, whether she likes it or not.