Alexandra Leclerc’s Jacquemus Bag Is Filled With Strictly Basics
From a 4 pm snack to a miniature mannequin, Alexandra Leclerc only brings the “bare minimum.”

Reported by Vogue.
There is something quietly radical about a woman who openly admits she loves impractical bags. Alexandra Leclerc — wife of Formula 1 driver Charles Leclerc and possessor of arguably the most watched social presence in the paddock right now — told Vogue she typically gravitates toward tiny bags, "the ones that are very impractical and can't carry anything." Which makes her current carry, a Jacquemus Turisimo raffia shoulder bag, practically a checked suitcase by her standards.
The contents? A hairbrush, lip balm, a notebook, a snack — the kind of edit that sounds breezy until you realize most of us are hauling around three lip liners we've never opened and a charging cable that stopped working in 2022. Leclerc calls it "the bare minimum," and annoyingly, she means it.
The Sentimental Edit
But look closer and the bag reveals something more personal than a minimalist flex. Tucked in alongside her Rhode blush are a pair of miniature mannequins dressed to match the outfits she and Charles wore to their engagement party, and the place card from their civil wedding bearing her full name for the first time. There's also a mini confetti cake sourced from a friend's Monaco shop — a non-negotiable 4 pm ritual — and, yes, a small collection of mini carousels. The item doing perhaps the most practical heavy lifting: a lint roller. The culprit is Leo, their miniature dachshund, who travels with them as often as possible. She's largely stopped wearing black because of him, which is the kind of wardrobe compromise that says more about a relationship than any interview ever could.
The whole thing was filmed at the Hôtel Hermitage Monte-Carlo, which tracks — there's a very specific Monaco energy to carrying a beautiful, straw-woven bag full of sentimental miniatures and calling it strictly basics. Leclerc pulls it off because the curation feels genuinely hers: not aspirational, not performative, just a life that happens to be very full packed into a bag that usually isn't.
The real takeaway isn't what's in the bag — it's that knowing exactly what you need, and refusing to carry anything more, is its own kind of style.
Read the original at Vogue.


