La jeunesse

As I take a look back at all the exquisite paintings my Salvador painted of me, I realize more and more how much he truly cared for the small details that made me smile. As is widely known, thanks to his father, I am 10 years more “mature” than Dali, but if you were to compare all of his depictions of me throughout the 40? years that he painted them, you would notice he kindly showed me as the thought was most beautiful, and in doing such made me seem much more ageless and youthful than I truly looked in real life. Yes, my followers, even a gal as vain and beautiful as me will, one day, begin to age. I could not have asked for a more gentle and loving husband in this aspect, for when we were together he made me feel as young as the day we met. He understood that it was difficult to “get over the fact that time has touched [me],” and for his love and care, I adored him.


Dizzy Dali Dinner

Dearest followers,
I am sorry to be posting late in this afternoon, but Gala has not been feeling too well this morning. You see, last night Salvador and I threw one of our surreal dinner parties at the castle, and I seem to have enjoyed myself too much.
Well, not too much, of course, just enough to require a slow and relaxing morning.
You see, when we Dalis host parties, you know we will not be serving a simple 3 course meal. Everything from our celebrity guests to the still living hors d’oeuvres is tres grandois.
Getting an invite is usually the hardest part, as only the surrealest of the surreals tend to be in attendance. If you’d like to get a taste, however, Gala can share a snippet of the only documented dinner party we’ve hosted (for good reason).

Take a peek here:
Any ideas for themes next time?
I must rest but do enjoy the movie,


Oh mon Dieu…

My dearest followers,
Today, as I was stumbling through the internet, I found the most blasphemous blog  entry that has ever existed. Words escape me  as I try to explain what I have just read.  I will start from the beginning:  as you may guess, my interests on StumbleUpon include: art, beauty, muses, and myself. Usually, I can spend hours just scrolling through these categories. But today I read something that stopped me cold.  I happened to open a page titled “The 10 Most Famous Muses of  All Time” , where I  would clearly be included… but I could never have imagined what my eyes would read next.
I was ranked number 2! Now I’m sure this was some sort of mistake… I have never even heard of this number 1 “Alice” woman! She’s not even a woman, she is a child for goodness sakes. So there was a famous book which has inspired various movies and some pictures were taken,  but how many paintings in the world depict me? Salvador even combined our names to sign his paintings, he lived for me! Obviously this was not taken into account.  Alas, I cannot do anything but write a nice email to the author of this article, and wait for the mistake to be corrected. I will be sure to keep you updated.
Readers, let me know if you agree with this list.
Merci for your support in these trying times,

The Art of Heckling

My friends,

Gala has once again proven how hip I am  with a cool new underground discovery. But readers, you must promise not to tell the masses, so that it does not become mainstream… or maybe you should tell everyone, so this extremely entertaining new form of heckling can take off and entertain us all! It is called movie heckling, and it comes to us from MuVChat, a company that allows audiences to text all sorts of  messages to a particular number, and have it displayed on the movie screen for all to see… as if today’s youth needed another platform to  express their opinions. Similar to a Twitter feed, your comments are posted in a live feed  right underneath the movie itself.

If you are interested in joining this elite group of movie hecklers, The Dali Museum will be holding a movie screening of “Twister” with this technology at  their Surreal Summer Nights event. The first movie ,“The Batman” was a hit, with a perfect combination of ridiculousness from the movie itself and  hilarity from the audience. One cannot forget the fact that this was the version featuring George Clooney in  a skin tight bat suit. Members get free admission and a drink ticket to use at the cash bar (more details at; and if you do join in on the fun, make sure to bring your most humorous wit along with you.

Rumor has it…

Although I do not personally dab too much in technology these days (smartphones are getting harder and harder to understand), I have recently heard rumors floating around the Dali that a certain website will be undergoing certain updates that may or may not relate to those who spend all their time with their nose in their cell phones. Now, I cannot say for sure, for Gala has been sworn to secrecy, but I have an inkling that this new website will be of utmost importance in relation to browsing on-the-go. Out of all of the gibberish I have heard, online shopping was what stood out most clearly to me… and something about it being simple and the fact that I can access it anywhere didn’t bother me one bit.

Apparently there will also be some sort of entertainment on the website as well, for the children perhaps? I do see nowadays plenty of parents soothing their kids with tablets… or maybe it will be a special application for adults instead, having seen how well adults can also be distracted with the release of the “Dali Goodpak Hipstamatic” application last year. Of course, none of this is set in stone, and most importantly you definitely didn’t hear it from me. Now if only I could figure out how to check my WordPress blog through this new phone…

Paranoia, Masturbation, and Math

My dear friends, as you know, my Salvador was absolutely fascinated by all things scientific. His obsessions with spirals, the golden section, biology, chemistry, and optical illusions are seen in many of his works. He insisted on meeting and corresponding with the foremost scientists of our day and of course shared his opinion on their work. He even once said, “Thinkers and literati can’t give me anything. Scientists give me everything, even the immortality of the soul.”

It is quite fitting, then, that The Dali Museum hosts a series titled “Dali + Science.” These monthly lectures explore a wide range of scientific topics that engaged my Dali throughout his lifetime, such as paranoia, masturbation, and math. Presented by docent darling Peter Tush, Dali Museum Education Curator, these lectures are a delight! Pure irreverence and quite easy to digest, I assure you. Alas, my social calendar is booked through the spring, but I do insist you make yourself available. Tell them Gala sent you, my darlings. That’s all you ever need say.

Gala gives thanks (pt. 2)

Picking up where I left off, I hereby present further thoughts on the few things in this world that inspire me toward gratitude:

I am thankful for my dear William Rothlein, and for all of those luscious, supple fishermen who smell of brine and say little.

I am thankful for my delightful Chanel bow that adorns me like a crown.

I am thankful for my cute pet rabbits that taste so delicious.

I am thankful for my ability to strike terror into the hearts of obsequious restaurant owners.

I am thankful that I am not like those wretched society women who have no true appreciation for my dear Dalí’s greatness.

I am thankful for all who appreciate the finer things, and for my precious jewels that make others stop and stare.

I am thankful for my darling cooks and servant women who take care of my house and dote on my every whim – they are my sisters.

And finally, I am thankful to not be writing tomorrow, as the United States celebrates its annual Thanksgiving feasting ritual (one of only two days out of the year when the Dalí Museum closes its doors).

Until then, feast well, adoring public. Bon appetit.