In his book “Those blue days” (Madrid, 2011, pp. 437,438) Fernando Sánchez Dragó paints her like this:
“She was an impressive beauty, the kind that leaves any male’s mind, (no matter how young and beardless he may be) in suspense and the soul in rapture.
We were all in love with her and we stood on the exit of the Loreto school to watch her go by, without even receiving a smile, a look of recognition or a gesture on her part. She knew of her beauty, was proud, disdainful and haughty.
My schoolmate Luis Orueta, whom I have not seen again, went crazy for her. “