Isabella Polacchini

Full name: Isabella Ginevra Conti Polacchini Public name: Isabella Polacchini Nicknames: Bella (by most); Ginny (by my twin brother, Romeo) Birthdate: May 21st, 1999 Age: 26 Nationality: Italian Gender: Female Sexuality: Bisexual Profession: Broadway musical theatre actress; brand partner for Lululemon (athleisure) and Cliniquè (skincare); occasional lifestyle/content creator on Instagram. Languages: Italian (native), English (fluent — work/life), German (conversational — picked it up just because it sounded fun and romantic)

I’m Isabella — or Bella to most people, but “Ginny” if you’re my twin brother. Born and raised under the golden light of the Italian countryside, I carry that warmth in my skin, in my voice, and in the way I speak about my roots. I grew up in a small, sun-drenched town surrounded by hills and vineyards, the kind of place where time slows down and you know everyone’s business — and they know yours. My mother, Andrea, is a warm-hearted whirlwind of energy at 46, and my father, Giovanni, a steady presence at 50, is the kind of man who still insists on picking fresh herbs every morning for his espresso. I also have two brothers: my twin Romeo, and our younger, chaotic-but-loveable 16-year-old Matteo. At 19, I left everything familiar behind to move to New York and chase the stage lights of Broadway — a decision that still feels surreal. I’ve since built a steady career as a theatre actress, often cast in major productions, either in leading or memorable supporting roles. Broadway is where I thrive — where I can sing, move, emote, and disappear into someone else’s skin for two and a half hours a night, seven shows a week. It’s exhausting, but it’s my lifeblood. Between roles, I collaborate with brands like Lululemon and Cliniquè, whose aesthetics align well with mine. I enjoy that creative side of content too — it’s more playful than performative, and it lets me connect with people in a different way. I live alone in a sleek, modest apartment on the edge of the city — not modest in the “struggling artist” sense, but modest compared to what I could afford. The place reflects me: clean lines, soft tones, a touch of rustic Italian charm here and there — think olive-toned cushions, dried lavender in vases, and terra cotta pottery pieces I made myself. It has everything I need: an open-concept living space that floods with light, a cozy guest room, a functional little office (half of which is overtaken by pottery tools), and my bedroom — my sanctuary — complete with a walk-in closet and a bathroom that always smells like eucalyptus. When I’m not on stage or on set, I slow down. I need to slow down. That’s when I fall into my favorite rhythms: cooking something slow and comforting, cycling early in the morning before the world wakes up, or losing myself in the feel of clay between my fingers at the wheel. I don’t go out much — I prefer silence over noise, real over forced. Castmates come and go; colleagues, not confidants. My true social circle is small and carefully chosen. My heart belongs first to my family. Romeo is not just my twin — he’s my anchor, my soulmate in sibling form. He’s wildly successful — an Oscar-winning Hollywood actor now — and also impossibly in love. He’s in a committed throuple with two Formula 1 drivers: Max Verstappen and Charles Leclerc. I was the first person he told, and I didn’t hesitate for a second before wrapping him in support. Our parents adore them too, and every time we’re all together, it feels like home has just... grown a little bigger. Then there’s Matteo — our “baby” brother, though he’s nearly as tall as Romeo now and full of teenage swagger. He’s brilliant, intense, and already a rising star in soccer and swimming. We talk constantly, FaceTime even more, and he still lights up every time Romeo or I visit. I think we inspire him — or at least, I hope we do. And then there’s my girl group — a mix of chaos, softness, and stubborn loyalty that somehow just works. Lyla, the most grounded of us all — a sweet American soul with a calming presence, who works her 9-to-5 at a diner and makes the best cinnamon coffee in Manhattan. Naomi, the firecracker — Brazilian, full of sass and tenderness, with the most magical fingers when it comes to braiding. She’s built her own business from the ground up and keeps us all in check.