My name is Isabel and I am an artist. Everyone is so jealous of my talent and beauty. Everyone likes to be so cruel to me. I don't have an evil bone in my body. I find it hard to exist at all sometimes. You have no idea how hard it is to be envied.
Welcome.
I'm a little confused. If you are so talented and beautiful and lovely and everyone is cruel to you, then why is your name 'Isabitch'?
It is a clever attempt at humor. I am a very gifted woman.
And modest.
Do you have anything to offer other than your apparent beauty, and talent (albeit in your own, swayed opinion)?
Because really, someone who thinks they are hotshit and beautiful, is really, quite boring.
What has been the most difficult thing that has happened to you in your life? Of course, apart from the heavy cross of beauty and talent you have to bear? (Yes, I must be envious, pardon me)