Growing up in the midwest 60 miles south of the Canadian border meant I was accustomed to bitter cold winters. Temperatures could get as extreme as 70 below with the wind.
As a teenager, I wore vintage fur coats purchased in Canada. They were warm and they looked cool. Back then I didn’t give a thought to the morality of wearing real fur.
As I got older and more socially aware, I switched from real fur to synthetic. It still kept me warm and still looked cool.
Some synthetic furs look like the real thing. One of my coats was in a tiger pattern. It looked like an imitation to me, however, not everyone agreed.
I remember being in an elevator with a group of people when a stranger openly criticized me for wearing a fur coat. She thought I was a horrible human being for skinning a tiger, a species she claimed was endangered, so I could wear it on my back – for fashion no less. I stood there, letting her talk.
When she was done speaking, I calmly stated that she was mistaken. A family of farm-raised polyesters gave their lives for my coat and as far as I knew, they weren’t endangered. After I finished, everyone in the elevator laughed except her. She turned beet read. Not saying a word, she exited at the first available floor. I never saw her again.
I’ve included a picture of the offending coat. It still looks fake to me and to the best of my knowledge, polyesters are still thriving in abundance.
May the farce be with you!