Howdy! For those of you that haven't met me yet, my name is Devon Isabella. Some folks just call me Bella for short, but I like Devon, too.
I was born on July 9th - Argentina's Independence Day - at four o'clock in the morning. At the time, I weighed in at 7 pounds 4 ounces and was 21 inches tall. I trimmed downed a little bit after that, but I'm back up to my fighting weight now and am seriously considering moving up a class or two.
My eyes are a deep grey-blue and my hair is currently light brown with hints of blonde when the light hits it right. Though, apparently, all of this is subject to change. I have a great little curl (okay, maybe some would call it a cowlick) right above my forehead.
I passed all the tests they gave me at the hospital and doctor's office with flying colors, and - as my Dad oftens says - I'm well-above average at everything. I have long fingers - ideal, I'm told, to become a concert pianist - and I'm well-versed in most of Mozart's major works because my parents read in some baby book that listening to Wolfgang Amadeus assists in my "development." Personally, I think Eine Kleine Nachtmusik is wearing a little thin, but I humor them.
Other noteworthy attributes include my prodigous feet - my people are already in touch with the brass at Nike - which I'm told I won't discover for a couple of weeks yet. I've been sleeping quite a bit - after the David Letterman show ends, of course - and am eating more and more.
Other than that, I'm pretty normal in most every other way, unless of course you ask my relatives who think I'm absolutely perfect. I suppose I can't really blame them for that...
So, enough of this chatter, check out my pictures!
