Soul-Sparing Safari Jacket.

In The Horn of the Hunter, Robert Ruark writes that when you travel by plane, you leave part of your soul behind.

As I lay in my tent, having arrived at camp in Namibia, I figured that part of my soul was probably lingering somewhere between Chicago and Frankfurt. And I hoped it didn’t get itself into any serious trouble.

It isn’t the same Africa of Bell or Finch Hatton, not anymore, but the dark continent still conjures thoughts of a time past. Probably not shockingly, I love the clothing of the safari.

Form, function, and timeless style that transcends continents.

It isn’t necessary to lose a portion of your soul in order to don a safari jacket that’s just as at home on Broadway in New York City.

It’s a jungle out there

Suede Safari Jacket (No. 6883). 100% genuine suede leather. Patch pockets at chest with a scallop edge. Black poly buttons down center front. Slanted welt side pockets. Viscose lining. Imported.