I was craving a very vintage mink stole, so I got one on Ebay last year. I have to say, I love it. I think it's chic and retro and the perfect thing to throw on this time of year when it's not bitterly cold, but certainly cold enough.
But, you know, it's fur.
I don't believe in new fur. I won't buy it. As a buyer, I am not interested in carrying it for my customers, either.
But vintage, I keep rationalizing, is already dead.
My friend JJ, a lady lawyer I might add, isn't buying it. I think her point of view is that I am still creating a market for it (chime in here, JJ, if I am misrepresenting you...).
And yet, I still love the fur. I wore it to Sun Liquor the other night with my bitchiest Guiseppi Zanotti shoes and I felt very glam. Luckily, no one threw paint on me.
Wondering what you all think of fur, real or fake, new or vintage, on your body or in your home. Sometimes fashion needs an ethics class, I suppose. Let's discuss.
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Labels: design ethics