It's year 1933. I'm a 23 year old young woman, the daughter of a French aristocrat and an emotionally unstable American mother. I'm bisexual, provocative and beautiful. I've got blond hair and blue-green eyes. When I was young, a fortune teller told me the life line on my palm didn't extend past the age of 34. That's why I live my life to the fullest. I did ballet, I wanted to be a great novelist, a painter, I acted in one film, and now I'm a photographer. I live on my own and enjoy polygamy.