Rose d’Ete is the colour of the inside of a seashell, and on Togo it loses none of that. I carried this Dogon through a summer of ferry queues and outdoor tables, and the pink never once looked precious — the pebbled grain gives it a matte, sun-warmed quality that smooth leather could not.
Its dimensions make it the calm one in my bag: the 20 cm flap and 12 cm width fold to a slab that slips beside a paperback, and the strap runs under the silver keeper without needing a second tug. Notes lie flat across the middle. I kept the usual four cards in the sleeve, plus tickets and a folded map in the centre — the kind of load that bulges a small wallet but sits politely in this one.
What surprised me is how well the shade has held in sunlight. Pale pinks and strong light are often a bad marriage; this finish has neither faded nor yellowed after months of exposure, and the surface still feels dry rather than tacky. The silver hardware stays cool-toned, which keeps the whole piece from drifting towards sweet.
One honest consideration: light pink on any leather asks for reasonable care — hands fresh from sunscreen, a pen loose in the same bag, that sort of thing. Mine has stayed clean with nothing more than an occasional dry wipe, which for a summer wallet is about as low-maintenance as it gets.





































