The BASTARDO

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Why We Call It BASTARDO

This wallet wasn’t born in a boardroom. It wasn’t sketched on some designer’s tablet sipping a latte. Bastardo was forged in the backroom grit of hard rides, busted knuckles, and bad decisions that turned out right. It’s the rebel in the lineup—the one that doesn’t care about your rules, your trends, or your polished Instagram feed.

We named it Bastardo because it doesn’t come from some clean-cut pedigree. It’s not refined. It’s raw. It’s real. It’s the wallet that hangs from a chain because it’s been yanked from back pockets too many times to count. It’s stitched by hand and built to survive the road—potholes, bar fights, and every mile in between.

This isn’t for the suit-and-tie crowd. This is for the riders, the cruisers, the ones who have date night with their rides not the old lady, the ones that have stories in their scars.

So yeah—we call it Bastardo because it was never meant to behave.