Jean-Honoré Fragonard's
The Swing is the visual equivalent of
Victoria de los Ángeles's voice. She was the perfect emblem of everything Spanish: dark features, bubbly personality and, oh, a voice that evoked the sun-drenched ambiance of Andalusia and the Spain of sensual dances and impassioned balcony serenades. Hers was the most "picturesque" of voices; soft spoken, like an ever-so-light breeze, just enough to sway the leaves; her timbre had delicate harmonies in soft pastel tones and was pure as
Saint Laurent's vestal robes in peacock-blue or in a searing violet the very shade of
Elizabeth Taylor's famous eyes. Her Manon was charm personified and ladylike as an off the shoulder peasant dress in silk organza doused with ruffles. As her voice matured, she became the most gracious
señora of opera. With her signature vermilion lips and her incandescent aura, hers might just be the most charming voice ever.
At her very best:
* Quand je vous aimerai?... L'amour est un oiseau rebelle * O mio babbino caro * Ich liebe dich * Punto de habanera * Una voce poco fa*
Auf flugein des gesanges*
Je ne suis que faiblesse... Adieu, notre petite table