Chai is the tea-with-milk color of the leather world, a tan that refuses to shout. Set on a crisp Epsom frame, it reads slightly greyer than the house’s Gold, which makes it an easier match for cool-toned wardrobes: soft grey knitwear, off-white trousers, muted olive.
The pressed grain keeps the 25 x 17 x 7 cm body looking made rather than worn; every edge stays defined, and the flap has a gentle snap you can hear across a room. Gold hardware adds a honeyed warmth against the tan, and after a few weeks in daylight the pairing looked older and better, the way brass and leather do.
In practice, this bag carries the 25 essentials: phone, cardholder, keys, lip balm, a compact mirror, and nothing more. It is the one I take to lunches where I want to arrive light, and it works with both flat shoes and heels without any persuasion. Nothing here asks for attention; the color settles into what I am wearing and lets the cut of the clothes matter.
The trade-off with Chai is subtlety itself. It sits so close to so many beige and camel pieces that it can dissolve against a tan coat and, frankly, look underdressed next to a stark black outfit. I get the most from mine against white, charcoal or denim, any backdrop with a little contrast. If you want a neutral that blends invisibly, keep that in mind; if you want one that whispers, this is it.

















































