Somehow in my ‘net wanderings I came across this article, describing how an outdated fur coat can be freshened up with laser beams, snips, nips and tucks:
“Old coats often don’t fit today’s styles” goes the lament, and I’m sure that’s true. Woe betide the stylish lass who drops $40k on a stoat coat, only to find it dèclassè in mere months! This angst has clearly settled on the poor citizen shown at left above, who regains her firmness of purpose after a few clams have been spent revivifying her fuzzy carapace.
Look, I don’t have a huge moral problem with fur — the fur factories are disgusting — but on the scale of moral tragedies we have to contend with, it ain’t really in the running. PETA’s tactics are bizarre, offensive and counterproductive, to say the least. But surely there’s some middle ground where we can all band together to mock fickle fur-wearers who aren’t satisfied with the “Dynasty sleeves” of the coat they inherited from Great-Aunt Beulah?
PETA are a joke.
laugh at them!
I used to do coat-check at a private club. Let me tell you old fur coats are skanky. I mean absolutely disgusting. People buy them for the status symbol but then they don’t have them cleaned. Ickkk.
Oooh, I hadn’t thought about getting them cleaned. YUCK!