Before there was a brand, there was one man in a garage in Dublin, knitting wool sweaters to keep his family warm. The chill coastal winds of the Atlantic have never been merciful. As they whip around the tiny uninhabited island of Ireland’s Eye and drive the waves over Claremont Beach in the vill...

Before there was a brand, there was one man in a garage in Dublin, knitting wool sweaters to keep his family warm. The chill coastal winds of the Atlantic have never been merciful. As they whip around the tiny uninhabited island of Ireland’s Eye and drive the waves over Claremont Beach in the vill...