Before Gabbriette Bechtel became the mononymous icon “Gabbriette,” she was simply known to my boyfriend as my muse. Anytime my thumb hesitated over her posts on Instagram, he’d sigh, “There you go, looking at that girl again,” prompting me to launch into a passionate defense of my right to obsess over a woman from Orange County whom I’d never met. To me, Gabbriette wasn’t just another model — she occupied an entirely different stratosphere of cool.