January 20, 2012
I like the idea of the smaller-than-A4 portfolio bag, or, dare I say, the clutch, on men. It would look as handsome with a dark suit to lunch as it would be with a tailored coat and sneakers running around town. In this day and age of paperless everything, why bother pretend we’re carrying around all-important documents when all one really needs on him is lip balm, a Clif bar perhaps, and a handful of other little unmentionables?
The Céline iPad portfolio is so plain and nondescript, it could be mistaken for a Filofax, and that’s what I adore about it.
Open it up and the leaves of lambskin expand to reveal pockets of buttery beige suede goodness.
Shoot me for jumping on the Céline bandwagon, I dare you—but not before your fingertips meet the bags.