Boiled wool is pretty fucking ill, you guys. Especially when it's dyed the perfect shade of burgundy. Harris Wharf not only makes this coat, but has a name that makes me think of the once defunct, but now revitalized wharf and/or docks that are populated by candle shops and terrarium shops and coffee shops and modern wooden furniture shops and probably, like, a small organic market and an open air restaurant that gets absolutely fucking packed for brunch on the weekend. Despite the strong connotations that Harris Wharf brings up for me, or perhaps because of it, you should but this made in Italy coat. Or not. Whatever. Burgundy clearly isn't for everyone.
