October 2010

Tell Donna Karan: No More Fur

I simply don’t get people who like to wear fur. It’s essentially dead skin—the dead skin of a living being who had his or her own family, worries, needs, and personality. It was his or her protection against the elements, and now you’re using it as a fashion statement? I would think that if we’re going to use anything in the name of “beauty,” the last thing we’d use would be a corpse. Honestly, could you imagine draping Beetlejuice over your arm before attending the classy gala you were invited to? I don’t think so. (Besides, I doubt Michael Keaton would sit still for that long anyway; would you?)