My mother had a mink coat. She ended up giving it to my cousin’s wife when she and my father moved to Mexico, which was fine by me. No way in hell did I want it.
Fur is wonderfully warm. I know this because, for reasons unfathomable to me, my parents bought me a rabbit fur jacket while I was in college. (It embarrassed the crap out of me, but on the few occasions when I wore it, I noticed how good it was at keeping the New England cold at bay.) In an earlier era, I could see wearing fur as a purely practical matter. But these days we have the technology to make wonderfully warm outerwear (that is also lighter, easier to clean, and more durable than fur), so killing animals for their fur seems unnecessary. I eat meat, though, so perhaps I’m a little hypocritical.
$67K is way too much. Twelve years ago an older man I knew placated his sulky Russian wife with a new mink coat for a mere $6K. She wore it when she went shopping at ALDI, and damn what people thought. Haters gonna hate.
Back in the day, my father settled for buying my mom a rabbit fur coat. It’s all he could do on his prison guard salary. I’m going to guess that he got it from someone who knew someone, y’know, classy.
Most of them nowadays are sold to China and Russia.
A lady at a meetup I attend, who is rather colorful anyway, said that a few years ago, she wore her late grandmother’s fur collar to a wedding, and later to an after-party she and some friends went to later in our local bar district. More than once, people pointed at her and went, “EWWWW! You’re wearing FUR!” and she reminded them that they may be wearing leather somewhere on their bodies, and what about that nice juicy burger or steak they probably had for dinner?
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Some people go to estate sales, etc. to buy fur coats, which they repurpose into things like stuffed animals or use the fur as trim for custom clothing they make.
A while back, my insurance agent, while reciting the script, asked me if I had any furs. He then said, “In 30 years of selling insurance, I’ve insured one fur, and that was many years ago for a senior citizen.”
I had 2 crazy brothers, but my sister is perfectly normal.
I always wanted a fur coat but I couldn’t afford it, had better things to spend money on, and felt bad for the animals. I have a faux sable coat which looks real until I stand next to my friend when she is wearing her full length black mink.
Would you spend $67 on a mink coat (imagine a sale, or something. It’s the same brand and quality)? Because that’s how guys such as Bill Gates and Jeff Bezos think of $67,000.
Bingo. I have fur earmuffs and fur-lined gloves, and couple of fur collars. If it’s 9F, I’ll be a wee bit chilly, and the fur is a nice addition to my various wool coats.
I stick to truly unpleasant animals (fox) or those that can be farmed and eaten (rabbit)(ironic, I know). No seal. Nothing endangered. YMMV.
PETA hasn’t come up to me yet. Maybe I’m not old enough to be in the “safe” range to hit with paint, or maybe I just have a look in my eye that says, “You attack me, I will stalk over to you and shove the paint-splattered clothing up your butt.”
This is not political at all, for once. But mink coats seem like something Trump would like. He’s always had this gaudy sense of wanting to show off being rich.
It’s seemed that way to me for a long time. It made some old TV shows kinda funny.
Also popular in China, from what a friend tells me.
He’s very much of the blingy-fur class, yes.
Honestly, if I had unlimited funds, I’d have a house with a garage and a good camel-hair wool coat for grown-up occasions, and I’d be set. Would still own the fur-lined gloves, though. My hands get cold.
His wife has been photographed many times wearing fur so one of them sure liked it, although now she says she no longer wears any real fur. I remember she was given a fake fur coat by Pamela Anderson to wear at the inauguration.
I’m bumping this thread, because I can’t take it anymore.
I clicked the link to the hipster/barbarian leather coat from post 12, and now that goddam thing is stalking me. As I scroll down through ads, that coat jumps out. Ooooh! It’s here! No it isn’t it’s here! Am I seeing things, am I crazy, is there a phantom coat or is there not, but oh, no! I refuse to be sucked into his little game… of…
