Raisin is a plum that has gone quiet. In a dim hallway it passes for near-black; step into the sun and the purple comes up like ink through paper. One bag, two moods, and I have never tired of the trick.
Sized at eighteen centimetres by thirteen, with a height to match, the Picotin Lock 18 is a rounded bucket with a single rolled handle and the strap ends gathered through the small lock plate. The Taurillon Clemence beneath the colour is thick and softly pebbled, with a matte face that holds the deep tone without gloss, and the gold hardware lands exactly right against plum.
Mine travels with a phone, a compact wallet, keys, a lipstick and a spare hair tie in the corner — an evening kit that also covers office Thursdays. The bucket form means nothing stacks or falls over; the soft walls keep small things apart.
I treat it as a dark neutral with a secret: cream, grey and denim all accept it, and gold jewellery finds it on its own. It is also the bag friends ask about most, almost always at night.
The trade-off is photographic: this is a colour cameras argue with, sometimes black, sometimes wine, rarely what your eye sees. If that bothers you, choose a flat shade; if it delights you, know that in person it is better than any picture, and that Clemence will only deepen it with the years.

















































