It takes a lot to transfix New York, especially over an extended period of time. But what was once a local fascination with a so-called German heiress turned into an international fixation with a Gen Z fraudster (née Sorokin) that begot more blog posts, gossip-column inches, lawsuits, tell-alls, and Hollywood projects than one could reliably tally. After serving four years in prison, Delvey was released, only to be detained by ICE; now she is facing deportation to Germany. But true to form, she is leaning into house arrest, embracing her infamy, and even launching her own podcast, The Delvey Show. Here, Delvey shares her key components to the good life. —Ashley Baker
Airline: NetJets.
Airport: Zurich.
Alibi: “I was on house arrest.”
App: Strides. It’s satisfying because it allows me to maintain daily routines and track progress of movement.
Bag: I really don’t like to carry a bag. If necessary, something like the Row’s Dante oversize clutch.
Boyfriend/girlfriend: Someone who appreciates complex regulatory situations.
Breakfast: Self-brewed gyokuro tea, raw almonds. I love fresh fruit and vegetables. Particularly, ordering lunch from Sweetgreen.
Car: Audi Skysphere, all black.
Date: I’m open-minded, as long as it is not inside of my apartment.
Diet: Blood-glucose monitoring.
Drive: I do love the Pacific Coast Highway after rain. More currently, crossing the Manhattan Bridge on my way to my Brooklyn parole officer.
