As a little girl, I remember watching my favorite aunt get ready for a night out with her best girlfriends. After carefully primping her hair and face, she would fly down the stairs with sass, take a quick glance in the mirror, and if the season permitted — throw on her floor length, fox fur coat.

I was enamored with her. You couldn’t tell me I didn’t have the flyest auntie on the block when she wore that coat. The way the auburn-colored fur wrapped around her slender frame paired with her favorite red lipstick can only be described as fierce! I always told myself that when I grew up I would have a coat like that of my own. I would also fly down the stairs to check my rouge lips one last time before I hit the town. And most importantly, I would be fierce!

When I became a teenager, I begged my aunt to let me try it on every time I time I went to visit her. Yes, I was too old to play dress-up but I couldn’t help myself. I would walk around her house in the blazing heat of July, delicately stroking the coat as if it were my pet. Meanwhile, she had no central air conditioning. My love of fur only grew as I entered college and started studying textiles. Various colors and styles of fur were a vision of beauty. Since I still couldn’t afford an authentic one, I had to opt for a cheaper faux version, but this did not satiate my need for the real deal. My faux was nice, but the feel was off, the color was off, the weight was off.

I know I may sound like some sadistic animal killer, but I’m truly not. I actually love animals — as contradictory as that may seem. I also really like PETA’s celebrity campaign ads (Taraji P. Henson’s is my favorite), but I still love a beautiful fur coat. By now you are probably comparing me to Cruella de Vil and I completely understand, but have you ever tried one on? Besides, who doesn’t own a leather purse, jacket, or even the interior in a car?! Furthermore, fur was used as clothing, in ancient times, to keep warm during harsh winters! Okay, so now I’m trying to justify my obsession — but you can’t fault me. I love fur!

How do you feel about fur for fashion?

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  • She Love

    I don’t like fur. It looks tacky to me, and faux fur looks even worse. I feel bad for the animals, too. Surprisingly, I don’t own anything with animal skin.

  • zy

    nope, sorry, i don’t do fur. i can barely wear leather without feeling guilty for the poor cow that was slaughtered for me to wear it. i don’t eat veal because of poor calf that was force-fed and kept in a too-small pen so they wouldn’t develop muscle strength by walking. i’m trying my damndest to give up chicken (unless it’s free-range) because of the horrible conditions they are kept in on chicken farms. I’m a sucker for animals of all kinds. they feel pain like we do and i cannot with a sound mind, discount their feelings simply because they are not “higher-beings” with that said, i certainly would not be wearing the pelt of an animal skinned, oftentimes alive, simply so i can have the “status” of a fur on my back. no thanks. there are far too many advancements in warm-weather clothing for me to justify buying into that sort of cruelty.

  • minna k.

    Faux all of the way, or possibly hand me down. Same goes with leather. I wear hand me downs, but that is about it. My mother has a vintage fur coat that has lived in her closet for 30 some odd years. Im not sure what type. I have mixed feelings about actually wearing it.

    I visited a flea market here in brooklyn. One of the vendors sold vintage fox stoles WITH THE HEADS ON THEM. Eyes teeth and everything. I felt so sick looking into the faces of those poor little guys. How sick is that?

  • Interesting argument. I just inherited a genuine mink shawl from my godmom, and I can’t bring myself to wear it. It’s a beautiful shawl, and I do own a leather coat already, so they should both be equally evil. But why, then, am I just fine with wearing the leather, but not the mink?

    It may be because leather comes from domestic cattle, which I’m already used to having for dinner, whereas minks and foxes are adorable wild predatory animals that I can’t easily associate with my daily life. Therefore it just feels wrong to be using their furs. What happens to the rest of them, after their furs are gone?

  • Curlychronicles

    “Besides, who doesn’t own a leather purse, jacket, or even the interior in a car?!”

    I’m a bit perplexed that you don’t know what a vegan is because if you did, you’d know, this group doesn’t own any of the items you mentioned.

    Now that we have that outta the way… if we were living in the times of Native Americans when it was cold as shit, I’d have no problem at all surviving with whatever animal by product resources I needed – buffalo hat n all. But I don’t need it so I don’t utilize it. My main problem with the fur industry is that it’s unnecessary and it’s disrespectful. Our ancestors had a relationship with the land, the animals, and each other.. we have NONE of that anymore and it’s really a shame. I’m not a paint throwing liberal and I don’t knock anyone who not going all out to be completely animal byproduct free because it’s probably impossible but the fur trade is really an unnecessary and cruel business.