My mom loves a practical handbag, especially for travel. If a nylon adjustable crossbody comes with 10 slightly hidden compartments, all fastened by zippers, she'll likely scoop it up and add it to her ever-expanding collection. I, however, forgo practicality at all costs. Give me a teeny Simon Miller Bonsai bag so small that it can only fit half my smartphone and a thin mint (literally just one) and I'm a happy camper.
Then I locked eyes with this mid-size leather backpack — it could fit a whole of box of Girl Scout Cookies! — at Clare V.'s boutique in Nolita, and things changed. I first fell for its pared-down Parisian aesthetic and then for the feel of its soft texturized leather. Upon taking it for a test wear, I relished in how light and non-existent it felt delicately resting on my shoulders. I was sold. For once, I decided on a functional spring bag large enough to hold all my necessities and then some. My mom would be proud.