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G A N C I AXXA R N A U L T
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bad bitch || bebe rexha /|\ paint it, black || ciara /|\ you should see me in a crown || Billie Eilish /|\ breathe me || sia
Fα΄α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄Ιͺα΄ β¦ Adelaide Kane
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G A N C I AXXA R N A U L T
β½ βNo Queen has clean hands.β βΎ
bad bitch || bebe rexha /|\ paint it, black || ciara /|\ you should see me in a crown || Billie Eilish /|\ breathe me || sia
Fα΄α΄α΄ α΄Κα΄Ιͺα΄ β¦ Adelaide Kane
DΙͺα΄Κα΄Ι’α΄α΄ Cα΄Κα΄Κ β§ #C11B17
TΚα΄α΄Ι’Κα΄ Cα΄Κα΄Κ β¦ #710000
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F U L LXN A M E
"I understand the situation on both sides, I truly do. For my mom, who wouldn't want to have their last name as Arnault? To be forever tied, not distantly but undoubtedly, to the richest man in all of France. Never mind that no one wouldn't have not known my grandfather as my grandfather, but that's besides the point. I get her point. At the same time, my father has his point as well. He's an Italian millionaire who equally deserves his child to have his name because that comes with its own legacy, and it's a name that deserves to not be hyphenated. That doesn't mean they have to literally be one of the worst former relationships our side of Europe has ever seen in the media."
Sienna Marie Gancia Arnault
N I C KXN A M E S
CC {adored; affectionately called by her best of best friends and baby brother, only} || Queenie, Queen Bitch {Mockingly called, but never said to her face; laughs about it but does not actually like}
A G EX:XD A T EXO FXB I R T H
"Everyone knows that appearance is everything to me. But if your Halloween costume costs more than my birthday present, and you show up to my party - as my friend - with said costume that costs more than my present, you're cancelled."
16: October 31
A S T R O L O G I C A LXS I G N
Scorpio
G E N D E R
Cis Female
S E X U A LXO R I E N T A T I O N
Heterosexual
S E XXL I F E ?
Sienna's definitely not a virgin any longer, but her sex life hasn't really been her top priority as of late.
C H A R A C T E RX:XR O L E
The Queen Bee
C L A S S I F I C A T I O N
Senior
H O M E T O W N
Paris, France {Birth - 5 yrs. old} || New York, New York, USA {5 yrs. old - Current}
"I understand the situation on both sides, I truly do. For my mom, who wouldn't want to have their last name as Arnault? To be forever tied, not distantly but undoubtedly, to the richest man in all of France. Never mind that no one wouldn't have not known my grandfather as my grandfather, but that's besides the point. I get her point. At the same time, my father has his point as well. He's an Italian millionaire who equally deserves his child to have his name because that comes with its own legacy, and it's a name that deserves to not be hyphenated. That doesn't mean they have to literally be one of the worst former relationships our side of Europe has ever seen in the media."
Sienna Marie Gancia Arnault
N I C KXN A M E S
CC {adored; affectionately called by her best of best friends and baby brother, only} || Queenie, Queen Bitch {Mockingly called, but never said to her face; laughs about it but does not actually like}
A G EX:XD A T EXO FXB I R T H
"Everyone knows that appearance is everything to me. But if your Halloween costume costs more than my birthday present, and you show up to my party - as my friend - with said costume that costs more than my present, you're cancelled."
16: October 31
A S T R O L O G I C A LXS I G N
Scorpio
G E N D E R
Cis Female
S E X U A LXO R I E N T A T I O N
Heterosexual
S E XXL I F E ?
Sienna's definitely not a virgin any longer, but her sex life hasn't really been her top priority as of late.
C H A R A C T E RX:XR O L E
The Queen Bee
C L A S S I F I C A T I O N
Senior
H O M E T O W N
Paris, France {Birth - 5 yrs. old} || New York, New York, USA {5 yrs. old - Current}
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Q U I R K S : H A B I T S : O D D I T I E S
no matter where she is or what she's doing, if Sienna is sitting, she will cross her legs. her mother was a stickler for etiquette and it's ingrained in Sienna now. || surprisingly, is extremely ticklish, especially in her abdominal area. || typically an early riser. no matter what she does, even if she winds up taking a nap during the day (which is a rarity), Sienna will have been awake since the crack of dawn. || purposefully speaks in french around those she knows doesn't speak the language when she doesn't want them to know what she's saying or simply because she knows it will annoy them || can always pin a face to a name. after years of needing to remember dignitaries, wealthy colleagues and peers, and several of her family's friends, it's hard for sienna to not to remember names and the faces that go with them. || chews on the ends of her pens and taps said ends against her lower lip when in deep thought || when deep in laughter, she winds up giggle-snorting. || primarily writes in cursive. || because of her expensive hair products, sienna's scent is always likened to something deeply warm and sweet, almost like molasses with a hint of spice || always knows what phase the moon is in. it's a thing she and her grandfather did, always obsess over the stars and the moon and look out late at night || prefers her cold drinks, with no ice. || can tie a cherry stem with her tongue
H O B B I E S
watching old disney classics || studying || painting, though not many people know of it || social media || traveling || jogging || finding hole-in-the-wall restaurants/clubs/bars || playing card games || indulging in too many desserts
F E A R S
forever being the 'unwanted' child to both of her parents || clowns || rodents || drowning || disappointing her grandfather
S E C R E T S
depression diagnosis: in truth, since last year, Sienna has been diagnosed with clinical depression and takes anti-depressants, though it's not something anyone but her parents know about. her friends think that it's a part of her vitamin regiment, if they see her take them at all. she doesn't like anyone to. the truth is that it is something sienna has struggled with her entire life, but it was only recently - during Christmas of last year when her grandfather saw her stand too close to the edge of one of the balconies of his home - that it was acknowledged. however, because her mother doesn't understand how she contributed to it, and her father never believed in disorders, sienna is ashamed of it. || lost her virginity to a former Spence teacher
no matter where she is or what she's doing, if Sienna is sitting, she will cross her legs. her mother was a stickler for etiquette and it's ingrained in Sienna now. || surprisingly, is extremely ticklish, especially in her abdominal area. || typically an early riser. no matter what she does, even if she winds up taking a nap during the day (which is a rarity), Sienna will have been awake since the crack of dawn. || purposefully speaks in french around those she knows doesn't speak the language when she doesn't want them to know what she's saying or simply because she knows it will annoy them || can always pin a face to a name. after years of needing to remember dignitaries, wealthy colleagues and peers, and several of her family's friends, it's hard for sienna to not to remember names and the faces that go with them. || chews on the ends of her pens and taps said ends against her lower lip when in deep thought || when deep in laughter, she winds up giggle-snorting. || primarily writes in cursive. || because of her expensive hair products, sienna's scent is always likened to something deeply warm and sweet, almost like molasses with a hint of spice || always knows what phase the moon is in. it's a thing she and her grandfather did, always obsess over the stars and the moon and look out late at night || prefers her cold drinks, with no ice. || can tie a cherry stem with her tongue
H O B B I E S
watching old disney classics || studying || painting, though not many people know of it || social media || traveling || jogging || finding hole-in-the-wall restaurants/clubs/bars || playing card games || indulging in too many desserts
F E A R S
forever being the 'unwanted' child to both of her parents || clowns || rodents || drowning || disappointing her grandfather
S E C R E T S
depression diagnosis: in truth, since last year, Sienna has been diagnosed with clinical depression and takes anti-depressants, though it's not something anyone but her parents know about. her friends think that it's a part of her vitamin regiment, if they see her take them at all. she doesn't like anyone to. the truth is that it is something sienna has struggled with her entire life, but it was only recently - during Christmas of last year when her grandfather saw her stand too close to the edge of one of the balconies of his home - that it was acknowledged. however, because her mother doesn't understand how she contributed to it, and her father never believed in disorders, sienna is ashamed of it. || lost her virginity to a former Spence teacher
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
To the outside world, it is not difficult at all to see why Sienna Gancia Arnault wears the crown and why no other can even think of taking it from her. For one, it's simply because where else would you see Spence High's crown but on her head? From a young age, Sienna was bred and tutored on social graces and etiquette, and that education is evident from the very regal way she walks and the way she holds her head. She exerts a seemingly impenetrable layer of confidence, one that connotes a sense that she thinks she's better than everyone else. It isn't exactly the case, however, but Sienna's not afraid of being the bad guy. When people think that you're better than them, they don't think that they are better than you, and that is something Sienna learned very young. She had to learn to take charge and be the conniving snake with the face of an angel, to channel the relentless cold of a French winter while smiling with the charismatic allure that comes with an Italian summer.
Through the halls of Spence High, Sienna has managed to inspire both fear and admiration, hatred and love - and all in equal measure. No one can say that she's a cruel classmate; she doesn't go about her day resolute in making sure that every other student feels her disdain for how much they aren't good enough for her. That's far too much energy for her to exert and in a manner that she doesn't necessarily abide by. At the same time, nothing will stop her from damn near putting the fear of God into any one person who thinks to step above her. Planning a revolt against Sienna is difficult because Sienna isn't the type to like surprises nor enjoy not being in the know. Perhaps that is the control freak in her, the resourceful perfectionist who has ears and eyes in every corner. Always, ready to use her connections for and sometimes against you, if you prove worthy of either her wrath or kindness. Sienna can be ruthless and callous in that regard, oftentimes not feeling a hint of remorse for publicly humiliating someone or sabotaging them socially. If the crime fits the punishment, then she's willing to dole it out - especially if the slight was against her person or one of her people. She's vindictive and manipulative, and that sort of power - heady to someone who wasn't born into it like Sienna was - has managed to make this intelligent young woman's reign last these last two years. A reign Sienna would fight tooth and nail for, should any one person seek to come for what is hers.
To her inner circle, she is still the queen of ice, but her frost belies the true depth of warm appreciation and protectiveness she holds for those who are near and dear to her heart. While it is quite certain that Sienna can be a touch controlling towards her entourage of loyal friends and followers, and perhaps she's not the most affectionate of the group, the one thing that could be said is that she does care. At a young age, Sienna had been thrust into the brutal world of vitriolic niceties and those who would stab you in the back while smiling in your face, which is why - though she surrounds herself with that very environment on a regular basis - the ones closest to her were hand-chosen. She may not outwardly show her affections all of the time, but Sienna truly values the friends that she has and they know that there is no line she's not willing to cross for their sake. She's notably more relaxed among her friends and even though she's typically not the super adventurous or vivacious one, it's not hard for these individuals to invoke a sort of devil-may-care attitude from time to time.
At the same time, it's still hard for her to truly let go. There is not one move Sienna has not calculated, even something as simple as inviting a less popular student to lunch with her. Which means that it is very rare for Sienna to truly open up to those around her, oftentimes holding even best friends at a distance because she's used to being seen as the strong one - the unbothered one. The one who doesn't feel bad when she has to take things too far, even though she does. The one who wants to squeal over boys and be just as free and as bold with her heart as the others, but can't. Because if she's not any of those things, then she's susceptible to being hurt - vulnerable to being seen as weak - and Sienna knows that the world is not kind to those who are weak.
To the outside world, it is not difficult at all to see why Sienna Gancia Arnault wears the crown and why no other can even think of taking it from her. For one, it's simply because where else would you see Spence High's crown but on her head? From a young age, Sienna was bred and tutored on social graces and etiquette, and that education is evident from the very regal way she walks and the way she holds her head. She exerts a seemingly impenetrable layer of confidence, one that connotes a sense that she thinks she's better than everyone else. It isn't exactly the case, however, but Sienna's not afraid of being the bad guy. When people think that you're better than them, they don't think that they are better than you, and that is something Sienna learned very young. She had to learn to take charge and be the conniving snake with the face of an angel, to channel the relentless cold of a French winter while smiling with the charismatic allure that comes with an Italian summer.
Through the halls of Spence High, Sienna has managed to inspire both fear and admiration, hatred and love - and all in equal measure. No one can say that she's a cruel classmate; she doesn't go about her day resolute in making sure that every other student feels her disdain for how much they aren't good enough for her. That's far too much energy for her to exert and in a manner that she doesn't necessarily abide by. At the same time, nothing will stop her from damn near putting the fear of God into any one person who thinks to step above her. Planning a revolt against Sienna is difficult because Sienna isn't the type to like surprises nor enjoy not being in the know. Perhaps that is the control freak in her, the resourceful perfectionist who has ears and eyes in every corner. Always, ready to use her connections for and sometimes against you, if you prove worthy of either her wrath or kindness. Sienna can be ruthless and callous in that regard, oftentimes not feeling a hint of remorse for publicly humiliating someone or sabotaging them socially. If the crime fits the punishment, then she's willing to dole it out - especially if the slight was against her person or one of her people. She's vindictive and manipulative, and that sort of power - heady to someone who wasn't born into it like Sienna was - has managed to make this intelligent young woman's reign last these last two years. A reign Sienna would fight tooth and nail for, should any one person seek to come for what is hers.
To her inner circle, she is still the queen of ice, but her frost belies the true depth of warm appreciation and protectiveness she holds for those who are near and dear to her heart. While it is quite certain that Sienna can be a touch controlling towards her entourage of loyal friends and followers, and perhaps she's not the most affectionate of the group, the one thing that could be said is that she does care. At a young age, Sienna had been thrust into the brutal world of vitriolic niceties and those who would stab you in the back while smiling in your face, which is why - though she surrounds herself with that very environment on a regular basis - the ones closest to her were hand-chosen. She may not outwardly show her affections all of the time, but Sienna truly values the friends that she has and they know that there is no line she's not willing to cross for their sake. She's notably more relaxed among her friends and even though she's typically not the super adventurous or vivacious one, it's not hard for these individuals to invoke a sort of devil-may-care attitude from time to time.
At the same time, it's still hard for her to truly let go. There is not one move Sienna has not calculated, even something as simple as inviting a less popular student to lunch with her. Which means that it is very rare for Sienna to truly open up to those around her, oftentimes holding even best friends at a distance because she's used to being seen as the strong one - the unbothered one. The one who doesn't feel bad when she has to take things too far, even though she does. The one who wants to squeal over boys and be just as free and as bold with her heart as the others, but can't. Because if she's not any of those things, then she's susceptible to being hurt - vulnerable to being seen as weak - and Sienna knows that the world is not kind to those who are weak.
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L I K E S
art exhibits and art museums || card games || mcdonalds' strawberry and cream pie, even though she hates mcdonalds || cats || painting, though she uses water color and charcoal || astronomy || disney world || spending time with her grandfather || her little brothers, even though she tells them she doesn't || when her friends convince her to do things she normally wouldn't || waffles || shopping || being in control || history || traveling || romance and actually being wooed || netflix || runway fashion || fruity cocktails || vanilla-scented candles
D I S L I K E S
brussel sprouts || fish, even though she likes every other seafood || being lied to || people who play dumb even though they're not || her parents' petty war || people not knocking when they look for her in her art studio || her parents' expectations || white chocolate || orange juice || dark liquor || anyone who messes with her friends || being told what to do || licorice || feeling out of control || beer || meaningless sex || onions || pigeons || public transportation || cigarette smoke, and smoking in general
art exhibits and art museums || card games || mcdonalds' strawberry and cream pie, even though she hates mcdonalds || cats || painting, though she uses water color and charcoal || astronomy || disney world || spending time with her grandfather || her little brothers, even though she tells them she doesn't || when her friends convince her to do things she normally wouldn't || waffles || shopping || being in control || history || traveling || romance and actually being wooed || netflix || runway fashion || fruity cocktails || vanilla-scented candles
D I S L I K E S
brussel sprouts || fish, even though she likes every other seafood || being lied to || people who play dumb even though they're not || her parents' petty war || people not knocking when they look for her in her art studio || her parents' expectations || white chocolate || orange juice || dark liquor || anyone who messes with her friends || being told what to do || licorice || feeling out of control || beer || meaningless sex || onions || pigeons || public transportation || cigarette smoke, and smoking in general
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H I S T O R Y
The simple truth, and it has one that Sienna has come to accept and believe in herself, is that Delphine Arnault and Alessandro Vallarino Gancia should have never tried to make something work when it would not. Sienna's conception wasn't the stuff or dreams, or even of a burgeoning romance. It was lust, plain and simple - a lust between two business people from separate industries who respected one another at one point in their lives. Delphine spent a good portion of her life indulging in Gancia wine and there were too many Arnault-owned brands for Alessandro to not know who she was. Things between the two of them should have ended those few times that they hooked up, but then Sienna was conceived and things took a turn for the worse.
There was no in-fighting, not at first anyway. They both agreed that although their lives were separate, it was important - if Delphine were to keep the child - that they become a united front. That even included a lavish yet hurried wedding, complete with family pictures and the like. Alessandro agreed to move to France with Delphine and there were so many talks and ideas of what they could provide. But what neither realized was that the differences they were ignoring - the subtle hints of discord rankling just beneath the surface - were going to come to light once in closed quarters for too long. And try as they might, they couldn't make a baby fix their problems. In fact, if you leave it up to Sienna to tell it, her birth probably exacerbated the issues. Those first five years of her life weren't bad, truth be told. While Sienna knew that things weren't exactly perfect with her parents, in her little world, everything was right. She didn't like the snooty way the little girls she had tea parties acted, but her mom told her to give them what they give her, and it worked in her favor. She didn't like dressing up as much as her mother would have liked, but she had her grandfather who understood and showed her the stars - literally - instead. Both of her maternal grandparents played very prominent roles in her life, and even when they divorced and Bernard married again, Sienna still managed to connect pleasantly enough to the new Arnault matriarch.
At the end of the day, however, divorce had been on the rise and from there, Sienna can honestly say it went downhill. And it was always something petty. Her father didn't like Delphine's initial idea to move to America, so the second their divorce was finalized and it was decided (against Alessandro's wishes) that Sienna be given to her with full custody, the two of them had moved to New York, one of Delphine's favorite cities. Her mother hated how easily Alessandro happened to make friends and associates, and how warm he was even though he was a snake - and so he would throw it in her face how well Sienna behaved just like him, even if he disliked the frost she inherited from her mother. If Delphine gave Sienna a brand new set of hairpins, Alessandro was giving her new dresses. If Alessandro flew Sienna over to take art lessons, Delphine was inviting her to lunches and dinners with French ambassadors and dignitaries. Sienna's life, though charmed and notably privileged, had become a battle ground on which her parents fought, the bloodstains one would see in actual battle being her mental stability as she was prized, but never truly loved. She had to be perfect, always poised - always possessing something about the other parent that they could shove into the other's faces, always proof that one was a better influence than the other.
Sienna wouldn't have called it her being suicidal. She honestly had gone onto the balcony last Christmas because she needed air. Bernard had believed that with the coming of Alessandro's new baby boy with his current wife, and Delphine's seeming peace with her toddler that she shared with a "business" partner, Christmas could actually be a celebratory affair. And it was, to some degree - when her parents were focused on their actual love-children, and not at all on whichever happened to believe that they felt closest to Sienna last year. She had gotten too close to the balcony, sure, but Bernard knew his grandchild. Knew that though she was naturally not a loud, overly rambunctious person, there was still something more distant about her. Something more closed off, and maybe even a bit lost. Noted her desire to sleep more and be alone more, even with an ocean between them. Something neither of her parents had noticed. Which was why he was the one - after admitting to her that he himself was diagnosed with chronic depression, which was a godsend in light of Sienna's own denial of her illness - who got Sienna into therapy, which later revealed her need for anti-depressants. Sienna has told herself she is better now, even made up for it to her friends in a trip she hosted to her grandfather's resort island earlier this past summer, but it's hard to make an actual recovery - actually live with this diagnosis - when your parents both fail to see how they might make things worse while blaming each other as if you were the toy, and the other person broke you.
The simple truth, and it has one that Sienna has come to accept and believe in herself, is that Delphine Arnault and Alessandro Vallarino Gancia should have never tried to make something work when it would not. Sienna's conception wasn't the stuff or dreams, or even of a burgeoning romance. It was lust, plain and simple - a lust between two business people from separate industries who respected one another at one point in their lives. Delphine spent a good portion of her life indulging in Gancia wine and there were too many Arnault-owned brands for Alessandro to not know who she was. Things between the two of them should have ended those few times that they hooked up, but then Sienna was conceived and things took a turn for the worse.
There was no in-fighting, not at first anyway. They both agreed that although their lives were separate, it was important - if Delphine were to keep the child - that they become a united front. That even included a lavish yet hurried wedding, complete with family pictures and the like. Alessandro agreed to move to France with Delphine and there were so many talks and ideas of what they could provide. But what neither realized was that the differences they were ignoring - the subtle hints of discord rankling just beneath the surface - were going to come to light once in closed quarters for too long. And try as they might, they couldn't make a baby fix their problems. In fact, if you leave it up to Sienna to tell it, her birth probably exacerbated the issues. Those first five years of her life weren't bad, truth be told. While Sienna knew that things weren't exactly perfect with her parents, in her little world, everything was right. She didn't like the snooty way the little girls she had tea parties acted, but her mom told her to give them what they give her, and it worked in her favor. She didn't like dressing up as much as her mother would have liked, but she had her grandfather who understood and showed her the stars - literally - instead. Both of her maternal grandparents played very prominent roles in her life, and even when they divorced and Bernard married again, Sienna still managed to connect pleasantly enough to the new Arnault matriarch.
At the end of the day, however, divorce had been on the rise and from there, Sienna can honestly say it went downhill. And it was always something petty. Her father didn't like Delphine's initial idea to move to America, so the second their divorce was finalized and it was decided (against Alessandro's wishes) that Sienna be given to her with full custody, the two of them had moved to New York, one of Delphine's favorite cities. Her mother hated how easily Alessandro happened to make friends and associates, and how warm he was even though he was a snake - and so he would throw it in her face how well Sienna behaved just like him, even if he disliked the frost she inherited from her mother. If Delphine gave Sienna a brand new set of hairpins, Alessandro was giving her new dresses. If Alessandro flew Sienna over to take art lessons, Delphine was inviting her to lunches and dinners with French ambassadors and dignitaries. Sienna's life, though charmed and notably privileged, had become a battle ground on which her parents fought, the bloodstains one would see in actual battle being her mental stability as she was prized, but never truly loved. She had to be perfect, always poised - always possessing something about the other parent that they could shove into the other's faces, always proof that one was a better influence than the other.
Sienna wouldn't have called it her being suicidal. She honestly had gone onto the balcony last Christmas because she needed air. Bernard had believed that with the coming of Alessandro's new baby boy with his current wife, and Delphine's seeming peace with her toddler that she shared with a "business" partner, Christmas could actually be a celebratory affair. And it was, to some degree - when her parents were focused on their actual love-children, and not at all on whichever happened to believe that they felt closest to Sienna last year. She had gotten too close to the balcony, sure, but Bernard knew his grandchild. Knew that though she was naturally not a loud, overly rambunctious person, there was still something more distant about her. Something more closed off, and maybe even a bit lost. Noted her desire to sleep more and be alone more, even with an ocean between them. Something neither of her parents had noticed. Which was why he was the one - after admitting to her that he himself was diagnosed with chronic depression, which was a godsend in light of Sienna's own denial of her illness - who got Sienna into therapy, which later revealed her need for anti-depressants. Sienna has told herself she is better now, even made up for it to her friends in a trip she hosted to her grandfather's resort island earlier this past summer, but it's hard to make an actual recovery - actually live with this diagnosis - when your parents both fail to see how they might make things worse while blaming each other as if you were the toy, and the other person broke you.
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P L A Y E DXB Y
Girl2Fine2; you can call me Nelle or Nellie, but Girl is fine too ;D
M I S CX.
Thirty minutes away from the Upper East side is Sienna's main residence, which is in Tribeca. Delphine liked the area and although she likes Billionaire's Row, the open space (that she rarely stays in) and design appealed to her. Sienna also owns a bombay cat named Lucifer and an Egyptian Mau kitten named Persephone.
Girl2Fine2; you can call me Nelle or Nellie, but Girl is fine too ;D
M I S CX.
Thirty minutes away from the Upper East side is Sienna's main residence, which is in Tribeca. Delphine liked the area and although she likes Billionaire's Row, the open space (that she rarely stays in) and design appealed to her. Sienna also owns a bombay cat named Lucifer and an Egyptian Mau kitten named Persephone.
