Neslihan Elagöz, une charmante Turque qui a illuminé l'un de nos Dînez avec Proust, du charme de sa jeunesse et sa beauté m'envoie ce portrait avec la note suivante:
Hello! Maybe it can be a proust portrait. 3,5 years ago, i had visited my grand-grandmother's village with a proust biography. Photo from tekirdag/turkey.
While the Princess was talking to me, it so happened that the Duc and Duchesse de Guermantes made their entrance. But I could not go at once to greet them, for I was waylaid by the Turkish Ambassadress, who, pointing to our hostess whom I had just left, exclaimed as she seized me by the arm: “Ah! What a delicious woman the Princess is! What a superior being! I feel sure that, if I were a man,” she went on, with a trace of Oriental servility and sensuality, “I would give my life for that heavenly creature.” I replied that I did indeed find her charming, but that I knew her cousin, the Duchess, better. “But there is no comparison,” said the Ambassadress. “Oriane is a charming society woman who gets her wit from Même and Babal, whereas Marie-Gilbert is somebody.” Cities of the Plain