Our artistic, temperamental Swagbassador, silent poetic conversations enrich Salvador’s sun kissed mornings. Best viewed when pensive, Chanel once requested to bottle his musk to which he replied “no”. Salvador’s loose bow tie is often referred to as Excalibur and his little finger is always raised, saluting womenfolk as they pass. Salvador doesn’t blink, he winks; his eyebrows don’t raise, they interrogate. To acquaintances he’s known as Sal, to friends he’s Salvador.