Having carried the gold-trim Etoupe version for a season, I expected the silver one to be the same wallet in a cooler metal. It is not quite: silver pulls the grey out of Etoupe, so this one reads more stone than tan, and I have ended up using the two with different wardrobes.
Silver suits grey, black, white and denim; gold suits camel, brown and cream. That single sentence is worth more than any description of the leather, because the rest is identical – twenty-four by ten centimetres, two and a half deep, Epsom, and a long flat body that takes a phone without a fight.
The daily load is a phone, four cards at one end, notes at the other, a key and coins in the middle. Nothing about the interior is precious, which is the point: you can fill it in ten seconds at a shop counter and it stays organised all day.
One thing I would change: the long flap is the only part of the wallet that takes real wear, and after six months there is a soft, slightly lighter band along the fold line. It is not damage, but it is visible in bright light – and it is why I would not recommend a pale shade here to anyone hard on their things.
Etoupe, at least, hides it better than most of the family.









































