Edward
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That's what I always say when confronted by animal-rights activists about wearing fur: 'I'm just being slightly absurd, but with a sort of casual, off-hand luxuriousness'
Guaranteed to work every time!
I'd never buy new fur made from an animal whose flesh wasn't eaten (that's where I draw the line. I'm no vegetarian, but I can't abide the notion of taking from nature and wasting anything we can use), but that said it seems a sin to me to let vintage furs rot unworn. Wasteful. TBH, though, I think the real reason I wouldn't be likely to wear fur today is less the stereotypical, shrill extremist end of the animal welfare movement, and more that the image it calls to mind most readily for me is the likes of Puffy Dad (or whatever the hell he's calling himself this week) and that whole culture of conspicuous consumption. I make no attempt to justify this nor claim it is in any way logically consistent with my own dandy leanings, but there you have it.
My favourite fur-coat line is from Hedwig and the Angry Inch.
"'What poor, unfortunate creature had to die so that you could wear that?'
"'My Aunt Trudy.' I replied."