The values
At ENVOL, we celebrate movement.
Women on the move. Those who move and make things happen. Those who play the leading role in their lives. Obsessed with practicality, we think of our bags as traveling companions, everyday allies, letting their bodies come alive. Breathe. Live. Their hands free to reassure their children. To hug the love of their life. To firmly hold the handlebars of a bike, or the wonderful book they can't put down despite the rocking subway car.
At ENVOL, we know that a bag is the first item they grab when they rush out the door. The essential. The irreplaceable. The one that keeps up with the often hectic pace of their lives, while still taking care of what's inside.

At ENVOL, we celebrate strength.
The strength of women who carry. On their backs, their shoulders, in the hollow of their wombs, or single-handed. Bags. Babies. Ideas. Dreams deemed too ambitious. Values they hold dear. Life. The world. We celebrate the strength of women who conquer each day as if they were conquering a new continent. The courage their bag instills in them when transformed into a portable home. The confidence they gain from all the objects nestled inside.
At ENVOL, we know that it's the traveling companion of their intense lives. The one who reassures them. Who relieves their burdens. Who carries with them. Their favorite objects. Their joys. Their victories. Their sorrows too. The one who allows their minds to remain focused on their task or to feel free to wander serenely, because they know that everything is there. Inside. At the slightest need. Everywhere and all the time.

At ENVOL, we celebrate unconditional love.
The love with which women prepare their bags every day as if they were a cornucopia. An inexhaustible source of blessings. A place where everything is possible. For themselves, but also for their loved ones.
But at ENVOL, we also know how to celebrate the just return of things that happens when women are alone. When they rediscover all the treasures accumulating in their bags of tricks. A scrap of paper scribbled with the number of a handsome stranger. Small pebbles given to them by their children during their daily commute. A tiny seashell that reminds them of the immensity of that sunny beach they loved so much. The surge of mad love they feel when they come across a photo that is dear to them.
