Throughout the film, Hutner flashes up statements about the amount of plastic fibres in the ocean thought to be generated by the textile industry, how much water is required to make a pair of cotton jeans, and so on. Still, the film-makers can’t avoid affecting the environment at least a little bit as they rack up airmiles flying to South America where they meet wool supplier Pedro Otegui. But overall Mother of Pearl’s sincerity is palpable, as is its commitment to making as ethical and sustainable a product as it can, which puts it at the vanguard of an industry that’s only just starting to follow suit.
There may be lingering questions about what exactly Mother of Pearl use to make those pretty white “pearl” buttons to create their signature softly pleated shoulder details, but personally, as an enthusiastic home knitter-spinner-sewist, this is pure textile porn. I can’t think of anything more pleasurable than watching heavy machinery extrude scoured fibres, weave yarn into bolts of jacquard or use lasers to create whiskering on denim cloth. The fact that the end-product clothes are genuinely elegant and eminently wearable is the whipped cream on top.