Corazoncillo should never have been called Corazoncillo.....

She should have been called La Primadonna.

This gorgeous lady basks in the glory of her technicolor beauty. Languidly, she displays her impeccably smooth skin, which glides seamlessly from greyish dark to bright, flashing orange. Although she will sometimes make pretence to coyness and veil her voluptuous curves into the shadow, it never takes long for her to hit center stage again.
It goes without saying that she is always surrounded by tall, dark, handsome gentlemen - it is not clearly known whether they are bodyguards or merely admirers....
This slumbering, smouldering beauty casts a strong spell when she so wishes - even Pico Partido hovers, darkly and strongly, in the background.