Biography

Everything you needed to know about Robin Daléa, but didn’t know you needed to know.

What I lack in stature (5’2”), I make up for in New York sass.

My two older brothers taught me how to fake burp by the time I was six.

I’m terrified of The Nutcracker music and those creepy statues.

My birthday – April 14 – is the day Lincoln was shot and the Titanic hit the iceberg.  But Lincoln didn’t die and the Titanic didn’t sink until the 15th, so it’s not as tragic as it could be.

Before training in the performing arts, I graduated with a B.A. in Psychology, Cum Laude, and as a member of the Psi Chi National Honor Society, the Periclean Honor Society and Phi Beta Kappa.  Yeah, I’m smart.  (Not to be confused with smart-ass, though that ain’t exactly off the mark either.)

People generally address me in whatever their native language is, thinking I speak the same thing.  I’ll pretend I do, even if I don’t.

If what’s been told to me is correct, one of my great uncles used to press Steven Spielberg’s pants.