Kidding. Zara made sure it was both. If fashion had its own little telenovela, Zara would be in it. Probably too much. After landing Steven Meisel for a 50-year celebration, dressing Bad Bunny at the Super Bowl, the random John Galliano tease, and now the Willy Chavarria capsule, that would feel about right. But since the short film situation belongs to Chavarria as much as to Zara, Christy Turlington fills that gap just fine.
VATÍSIMO, a few dramatic minutes from Glen Luchford and Chavarria messing with Zara’s archives, basically means the ultimate vato. In case that’s new to you, vato is Chicano slang for your homies, your ride-or-die, the one you text at 2 AM to see if they’re down for tacos. Not sure about tortillas, but Alberto Guerra tags along with Turlington for the campaign. He also agrees to get tossed in a pool. But then again, I’d do it too in Chavarria, who actually arrived right on cue, making it easily the most satisfying scene of the campaign.
The two brands worked on everything. For clothing, picture floral blouses with padded shoulders, leather jackets following that bold shoulder philosophy, almost ten times cheaper than his original leather ruff riders. Slip and button-up dresses bear a rose or a little lace, while men’s suits and bottoms do their loose-but-structured, sometimes barrelled thing, still looking very much intentional. Brooches look like his favorite flowers, pumps stay round-toed, and bags lean a bit slouched-up. Zara just looks good in Chavarria.
