Wesley.

At twenty-four, Wesley left his homeland and moved to Ambalavao looking for steady work, drawn by the idea that a well-written rule saves you endless arguments down the line. He started as an archive clerk, with nobody expecting anything of him, working his way up from the bottom. Leaving and starting from zero is what the males of his species do, and he did it without drama. That's why his circle is small, and it doesn't weigh on him: he cares for the few people he has without needing them close by.

It works well as a school backpack, a travel bag, or one for work: you sling it on, load it up with the day's things, and go, hands free. If you're going to wear it for hours on end, it might as well carry a lemur with character on the front, calm, the kind that never gets rattled. Who he is and what he carried when he moved is in his biography; here he arrives light, in backpack form. And if you like how it fits into your day-to-day, it's from a whole family of characters I make, Yago Partal.