Gigi Hadid Calls Out Elon Musk for ‘Creepy’ DM, Internet Demands a Restraining Order
Look, I know we’re all living in the worst timeline where billionaires think they’re main characters and supermodels have to deal with the consequences, but even by 2024 standards, this is a new level of “what the actual hell.” Gigi Hadid, the supermodel who is way too famous to be dealing with this nonsense, just publicly dragged Elon Musk into the dirt for sliding into her DMs like a tech-bro creep who just discovered the “send” button. And honestly? The internet is ready to hand her a medal and him a restraining order.
Here’s the tea, and it’s piping hot, bitter, and probably laced with rocket fuel. According to a report that dropped like a nuke on Twitter (sorry, X, we’re not calling it that), Elon Musk allegedly slid into Gigi Hadid’s DMs with a vibe so off it could power a Tesla into a ditch. We’re not talking about a polite “hey, love your work, want to collaborate on a sustainable fashion line?” No, sir. We’re talking about a DM that Gigi herself described as so “creepy” and “weird” that she basically had to bleach her eyes after reading it. She didn’t leak the exact text, probably because she’s a class act, but she implied it was the kind of message that makes you check your locks and wonder if you need a better security system than just “block and ignore.”
Now, let’s pause for a second and think about the sheer audacity here. This is Elon Musk, the guy who bought a bird app for $44 billion and immediately turned it into a dumpster fire because his feelings got hurt. The same guy who fires people for asking for a raise, calls rescue divers pedophiles, and thinks “420” is still the funniest joke ever told. And he thought, “You know what? I’m going to hit up one of the most famous models on the planet, a woman who has a literal baby with Zayn Malik, and slide into her DMs with the energy of a 15-year-old who just discovered Reddit.” FOH, bro. FOH.
The internet, predictably, lost its collective mind. We’re talking about a response that ranged from “Eww, gross, someone call the cyber police” to “This is why we can’t have nice things, like a functioning Twitter.” Reddit threads popped up faster than you can say “main character syndrome,” with users dissecting every possible angle. Was it a desperate attempt to get a date? A power move? A cry for help from a man who clearly has too much money and not enough therapy? The AITA consensus is pretty clear: Elon, YTA. Gigi? NTA, obviously. You don’t DM a supermodel unless you’re a fellow supermodel or you’ve got a really good reason, like returning her lost wallet. And even then, you probably just hand it to security, you weirdo.
What really gets me is the double standard. If some random guy did this, he’d be canceled, doxxed, and probably lose his job. But because Elon is a “visionary” (read: guy who inherited an emerald mine and then bought a bunch of companies), people are trying to spin this as a “misunderstanding.” Nah, fam. A “misunderstanding” is thinking your Uber is a different color. This is a grown-ass man with the social skills of a malfunctioning Roomba thinking he can shoot his shot with a woman who could buy and sell his entire wardrobe with her pocket change. The audacity is astronautical, pun intended.
Gigi, to her credit, handled it like a queen. She didn’t start a Twitter war or leak the DMs for clout. She just said, “Yeah, this happened, it was weird, moving on.” And that’s the problem. She’s forced to “move on” because that’s what women have to do when rich, powerful men act like creeps. She can’t afford to make a big deal out of it because then she’s the “drama queen” or the “attention seeker.” Meanwhile, Elon is probably tweeting about free speech and how he was just “being friendly.” Spare me.
This whole saga is a perfect microcosm of the current hellscape we call the internet. Billionaires treat the world like their personal Tinder, and the rest of us just have to watch and cringe. It’s like watching a trainwreck in slow motion, except the train is made of crypto and bad tweets, and the wreck is someone’s dignity. Elon, if you’re reading this (and let’s be real, you probably have a bot that scrapes for your name), do us all a favor: delete the app, go touch some grass, and maybe invest in a therapist instead of another rocket. Your DMs are not the place for romance. They’re the place for business proposals and memes about Dogecoin. That’s it. That’s the list.
And to every woman who’s ever gotten a weird DM from a rich guy: I see you. I validate you. And I’m sorry you have to deal with this nonsense while the rest of us are just trying to scroll in peace.
Final Thoughts
Having followed Gigi Hadid’s career from the start, I’ve seen her evolve from a standard influencer-model into a rare breed: a genuinely grounded public figure who uses her platform with surgical precision. Her recent pivot toward selective, high-impact fashion work and her outspoken advocacy on Palestine suggest she’s less interested in chasing the spotlight than in shaping the conversation around it. In an industry that chews up authenticity for clicks, Hadid’s quiet insistence on agency—over her image, her politics, and her time—isn’t just admirable; it’s a masterclass in longevity.