THE WAY WE WERE
 10 November 1960



I am an artist,a woman I love,use men the way they love and use me.
Ari was successful I wanted him to be my financial advisor and keep
Titta as my agent.
It did not work,the old grouch wanted all or nothing,to remain in full
control.I was his
woman,my career,my soul,my voice were his raison d'etre,it's a fact
that after him my career took a plunge and never recovered.Oh ! How I
envied Joan Sutherland and Elizabeth Scharszkopf,they have Richard and
Walter two musicians.
Titta loved me,wanted to market my voice,he was shrewd,greedy,tough and
dishonest.With my money made huge investments under his sole
name,I trusted him totally,didn't even have a bank account,after the scandal of
Rome I realised too late that he was no longer the best impresario for
me, he was very good when I was on my way to the top, but not good
enough for the Diva,fighting to stay afloat with an ailing voice,he
could not deal with my vocal crisis.I know my place in history,what I
achieved,in 1958 I desperately sought to repair my voice,I needed to
rest,heal and recover from exhaustion,chronic fatigue,Titta kept
booking, and booking he was a businessman obsessed with money.
We separated after ten years and split some $ 10 million,he knew how
to market my voice,invest for ten years I was happy,we had a good
life,enjoy everything that money and fame offer.We went to the best
resorts as invited guests,Titta never picked up the tabs,we never ate
at home were always guests of honour,at home he did my manicure and
pedicure,Consuelo our cook only made coffee,was my masseuse and
cleaning lady,Bruna our chambermaid,was my hairdresser,my manicure and
pedicure,Ferruccio our chauffeur was maitre d',bodyguard,and
gardener.The three of them did all the household chores.After years of
poverty and struggles we saved and saved,cut corners were afraid to be
poor again.

I was obese,looked awful,was desperate,unhappy.I wanted to act,dreamed
of inaccessible horizons,saw Roman holiday ,cried and despaired,wanted
to be Audrey,to be slim,georgous like her.In Verona one day on my way
to class with Cussati,I met Josefina,a Tarot cards reader and a
healer.
She heard me,loved my voice.
--- Do as I say, the future is in your hands,we make our life with our
hands.I did as she suggested,I felt different,all the fat melt,went
away, slowly but surely.I became a
different woman, felt better,felt as never felt
before,light,free.Another  world was now open to me, the universe of
beauty, I was no longer the fat Greek, the singer.I became conscious
of my beauty,knew who I was, La Callas,the woman.

 I went to Biki,her son-in-law  Alain Reunaud  designed my
wardrobe,the Queen of La
Scalla wanted to be Queen of the Jet Set.For the first time I felt
confident,happy and could hold my own with the Beau Monde, a queen
amond the contessas, the princessas.