| Patagonia:
Blueprint for Green Business
The
story of how Patagonia founder Yvon Chouinard took his passion
for the outdoors and turned it into an amazing business.
By Susan Casey
April
26, 2007
"We
didn't have any of the answers," Chouinard recalls. "There
was no book you could pick up and say, Here's what we need
to do. We didn't know that making clothes out of a synthetic
was better than making them out of a natural material. And
so what about rayon? It's made out of cellulose, which is
made out of trees—that seems like a good product. But
then you find out they use really toxic chemicals to convert
it." It turned out that hemp was the most responsible
fiber but only if grown in cold, wet climates. Wool, too,
could be good or bad: "If you get it from sheep grazing
in alpine meadows," Chouinard says, "that's damaging
as hell."
Conventionally
grown cotton was especially heinous. Heavily dependent on
noxious pesticides, insecticides and defoliants, it's an environmentalist's
nightmare crop. "To know this and not switch to organic
cotton would be unconscionable," Chouinard says. In 1994
he gave his managers 18 months to make the change. Given that
organic cotton, rare at the time, cost between 50 percent
to 100 percent more, and that a fifth of Patagonia's business
came from cotton products, this was no small risk. There was
pushback from the ranks; suppliers defected. Chouinard delivered
his ultimatum: Do it, or we never use cotton again.
The gamble paid
off. Patagonia's cotton sales rose 25 percent and, more important,
established an organic-cotton industry so that other companies
could cross over. Demand grew and prices decreased, leading
to even more demand. In 2006, Wal-Mart became the world's
largest purchaser of organic cotton.
You'd
think this would make Chouinard happy. And it does, to a point.
He's ecstatic over Wal-Mart's green initiatives. But when
executives from Sam's Club came to Ventura last month to meet
him, he told them they needed to go further. "Even organic
cotton is bad," he says. "It's better to make clothes
out of polyester if you can recycle them into more clothes,
and keep doing it—like we do with aluminum cans—instead
of growing more organic cotton and selling cheap clothes that
people just throw away."
In the early 2000's,
the Japanese fabric company Teijin, a partner of Patagonia's,
invented a process by which used polyester can be almost endlessly
recycled. Patagonia, which makes a line of polyester base
layers known as Capilene, encouraged customers to send back
their worn-out underwear. (It now also accepts products made
from fleece, nylon and organic cotton.) Recycling polyester,
Chouinard says, is a home run: "We use 76 percent less
energy than if we'd made it out of virgin petroleum."
The questioning
continued. Chlorine disappeared from Patagonia's wool products,
replaced by a patented slow-wash technique. Instead of adding
antimicrobial silver, a groundwater pollutant, to its underwear
lines, it used a product made of crushed crab shells for odor
control. It became the first California company to use renewable
sources like wind and solar to power all its buildings, and
one of the first to print catalogs on recycled paper.
After
discovering that airfreight requires more energy than shipping
by ground or sea—at least eight times more, according
to Luke Tonachel at the Natural Resources Defense Council—the
company advised customers to "ask yourself if you really
need that pair of pants sent overnight."
But Patagonia
does offer that option, which brings up an inconvenient truth:
No matter how careful the choice of materials or methods,
all companies leave a footprint. This is Chouinard's conundrum,
and you get the sense it keeps him up at night. "Patagonia
will never be completely socially responsible," he writes
gloomily at the end of his book. "It will never make
a totally sustainable, nondamaging product. But it is committed
to trying."
"This is our
sweatshop," Chouinard says, and the roomful of workers
sitting behind sewing machines bursts out laughing. The place
is idyllic. Rolls of fabric are stacked like a psychedelic
patch of giant flowers; sunlight and bird song stream through
open windows that look onto a playground of the company's
day-care facility. Walking around headquarters with Chouinard
is like going on a sprawling house tour: Here is the Infant
Room, the day-care annex for newborns; here, in a onetime
slaughterhouse, is the first Patagonia store; here is the
original blacksmith shop where Chouinard Equipment was born.
"I still come out here and make fireplace tools,"
Chouinard says.
He greets employees
by name, and they light up when they see him. But the laidback
ambience is misleading. Competition to be here is stiff; Patagonia
receives more than 900 applications for every job opening.
The people who get hired are anything but slackers, and Chouinard
is an unrepentant perfectionist. "He has an easygoing
persona, and he's a California guy," says Casey Sheahan,
Patagonia's 51-year-old CEO. (He got the job in March 2006.)
"But he does demand excellence. People in this company
would run through walls for him."
That
would be a shame. The walls are gorgeous, filled with nature
photographs and paintings, including many of Mount Fitzroy,
the South American peak that inspired Patagonia's logo. The
images evoke the solidity and timelessness that Chouinard
has tried to instill in his brand, which makes it startling
to hear what he has to say next: "We're in the middle
of a revolution. Every ten years we have to blow this place
up."
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