I bought a purple bag because a grey coat needed one. Anemone is a saturated, orchid-leaning purple, and in Togo’s pebble grain it refuses to be either innocent or severe; it is simply one of the few colors with nothing to apologize for. On the Kelly 25 its size keeps the statement intimate rather than operatic.
The grain matters here. Togo softens dye slightly, so the purple never looks like paint; there is depth in the surface, and light breaks across the pebbling instead of flattening it. Gold hardware is the warmer counterweight, letting the bag tilt toward evening when needed.
Day to day, 25 x 17 x 7 cm means phone, cardholder, keys, and a lipstick chosen with more care than usual, because it will be photographed next to the bag. I take mine to galleries, where it plays well with concrete floors and white walls, and to dinners where the rest of the table is dressed in black.
Togo, as always, rides soft against the body and shrugs off daily contact; the trade is that it will eventually take on your carriage rather than keep its own.
One honest remark: a purple bag is a commitment to personality, and it will not match half your closet. Mine certainly does not. What it does instead is make the greys and charcoals look intentional. I spend exactly zero minutes coordinating it, which is the real gift in practice.













































