Harris Tweed Jacket
Secret of Creativity.
When a literary friend of mine feels he has suffered long enough from writer’s block, he stands up from his desk, walks to the closet, puts on his Harris tweed jacket.
Gets the juices flowing, he says.
He’s not alone. Every significant author of the last 100 years (Maugham, Auden, Greene, Burgess, Hemingway, Faulkner, Walker Percy, etc.) has favored thick, extra-tweedy Harris tweed, which is, after all, an artisanal product.
Each bolt brims with the collective life force of rugged Scottish sheep, peaty waters, and odd lichens used to wash and dye the wool, and independent Hebridean islanders who hand-weave the cloth on narrow looms in the stone cottages of their grandmothers.
This jacket is a handsome way to wrap yourself in the powerful stuff; slip it on and believe.
Harris Tweed Jacket (No. 3722). Three-button front. Double back vent. Seriously tailored with taffeta lining and pick-stitched edges. Four pockets outside, three inside (including button-flap security pocket). Imported.