Epsom is the engineer’s leather: heat-embossed with a fine, even grain, pressed to be rigid, and utterly uninterested in drama. In Noir with silver hardware it produces the most disciplined bag I own – straight edges, a flat flap, corners that stayed sharp through a year of being set down in taxis. It is the bag equivalent of a well-pressed shirt, and about as likely to be given away.
A 25 cm width with 20 cm of height is not much, but the bag carries an A5 diary, a phone and keys flat and level, and because nothing drapes or slumps, the flap closes exactly as it did on day one. On a restaurant chair it stands rather than sprawls, which I notice more than I expected to, and it survives being packed flat against a laptop sleeve in a carry-on.
The embossed grain wipes clean with a dry cloth, and black Epsom shows surprisingly little dust – a benefit of the pressed surface. Silver hardware keeps the whole object cool and architectural; there is nothing soft about this bag, and that is precisely its charm.
Two honest words of warning. Epsom does not break in – if you want leather that moulds to your habits, this will stay a precision instrument, which some find less romantic than Togo. And its uniform grain is printed, not natural, so if you prize irregularity you will see the regularity as a flaw. Buy it for the discipline, not the patina.













































