Lace, Color, and Sheer Madness at the Latin Grammys
The 15th annual Latin Grammys took place in Las Vegas Thursday, with politics at the helm: Obama had just made his immigration reform speech (which preempted the airing of the Grammys on Univision) and nearly everyone seemed to have the murdered students in México on their mind. (Calle 13’s René Pérez: “Ayotzinapa somos todos!“) It was a pretty historic event rife with political tensions, even for a wanky awards ceremony. Spoiler alert: boringass Enrique Iglesias won a bunch cause “Bailando” and Sex Packets or whatever it’s called.
Also: there was RED CARPET! (Green carpet, actually: Heineken is going full-force in marketing to Latinos, if you haven’t noticed, and they paid enough to get their brand centered smack in the middle of the step and repeat). SO much good was happening here:
ChocQuibTown’s Goyo Martinez (also pictured above) looked stunning and super-modern in a lace cut-out two piece while Spanish singer Vega kept it simple and chic in a simple red gown, no accessories, and let her matching lips do the talking. Jenni Lopez did the opposite: her maximalist draped gown and formal satin hat didn’t quite match, especially with a silver pocketbook, but the extreme DGAF of the look and confidence she radiates makes it work in execution if not formally. And Olivia Gorra, soprano of México, did not want anyone to forget that she is a Soprano of México, so she went formal, and also flashed her album around on the red carpet like a dude slinging mixtapes in Times Square which: I respect her hustle.
Real talk, people looked mad good last night on the whole, so even the lesser looks weren’t that terrible—maybe just a misstep here and there. Alessandra Ambrosio was the worst offender in a Balmain look that screamed “I AM A VICTORIA’S SECRET MODEL!” which, sorry but, if you’re a Victoria’s Secret model, that is redundant because we already know that you are a Victoria’s Secret model because YOU ARE A VICTORIA’S SECRET MODEL. Colombian singer Rakel looks gorgeous, but she’s in the mix with the vague offenders because maybe holiday-ish gold plaid isn’t quite right for the season—it’s not even black Friday yet. Same Venezuelan jazz trumpeter Linda Briceño: she looks like a lovely mermaid in that gradient blue dress, but there’s something vaguely obscene about open-toed shoes with a sheer skirt. And something’s not quite computing about Mexican singer Camila Sodi‘s miniskirt and scalloped top with metallic kelly green pumps: Too Much.