"What is an elegant woman? An elegant woman is a woman who despises you and who has no hair under her arms." -Dali
..Elena Dimitrovna Diakonova, born in Russia, daughter of a muscovite functionary; possessed a great sensitivity for art and distinct physical and intellectual attractiveness. I was part of the surrealist group, many of which were in love with me.I met Dali in the spring of 1929, at the time married with Paul Eulard. We promised to visit him in Cadaqués during the next summer, a meeting arrangement that also included Bruñel, Magritte and his wife. I fell in love with him.Dali's love for me, a woman 10 years older than him, exploded then; he realized numerous extravagancies to capture my attention; such as waxing his armpit and dying it blue, applying goat excrements upon himself and wearing a red geranium on his head. His emotion was such, that every time he tried to talk to me, he suffered uncontrollable laughing attacks.During a stroll in Cabo de Creus, Dali fell on his knees laughing, he declared his love for me, and holding his hand I said "... my boy, let us never to be separated..." this would have given my Dali a feeling of being divinely understood.In his secret life, Dalà told people: "...her body had an infantile complexion, scapula and lumbar muscles a teenager's tension, the curve of her back however, was extraordinarily feminine and gracefully joined the energetic torso with the delicate buttock, that her bee like shaping, made her even more desirable..."I had a great influence on Salvador Dali's life and deed. I died on June 10, 1982. When the news was given to the painter, my sweet, he said "...she is not dead, she will never die..."
