Reminders of how fashion changes
May. 10th, 2013 11:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
In the course of unpacking, I just came across the mink stole. What the heck am I going to do with this?
Mind, it isn't subtle. It quite vividly crosses the line from "fur" to "a bunch of dead animals".
I suspect that the logic is kind of like why a bow tie is supposed to be a bit messy: if it's imperfect, that shows that it's real and you tied it yourself, instead of being one of those pre-made ones. In this case, the stole is four minks (sort of like particularly furry weasels) that have been taxidermied and sewn together foot-to-mouth. And yes, it has both feet and mouths.
It was probably quite the fashion statement in its day. And I *think* it belonged to Gramdma Supnik, so it's kind of a family heirloom, and I can't just get rid of it. (It's possible that it came down through Jane's family, although it's showier than I'm used to from them.) But I'm honestly unsure whether it's possible to wear it in public nowadays...
Mind, it isn't subtle. It quite vividly crosses the line from "fur" to "a bunch of dead animals".
I suspect that the logic is kind of like why a bow tie is supposed to be a bit messy: if it's imperfect, that shows that it's real and you tied it yourself, instead of being one of those pre-made ones. In this case, the stole is four minks (sort of like particularly furry weasels) that have been taxidermied and sewn together foot-to-mouth. And yes, it has both feet and mouths.
It was probably quite the fashion statement in its day. And I *think* it belonged to Gramdma Supnik, so it's kind of a family heirloom, and I can't just get rid of it. (It's possible that it came down through Jane's family, although it's showier than I'm used to from them.) But I'm honestly unsure whether it's possible to wear it in public nowadays...
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Date: 2013-05-10 04:24 pm (UTC)Fur from Grandma
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Date: 2013-05-10 03:50 pm (UTC)Although they are of time period no longer our own.
(I have one in storage that was my mother's.)
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Date: 2013-05-11 10:11 pm (UTC)http://www.eversoscrumptious.com/2012/11/selling-grandmas-vintage-fur/ (which links to another few sites, although it is unclear if those sites were source material or parallel discussions)
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Date: 2013-05-10 07:04 pm (UTC)I'll contribute a Vermont farmer joke here:
A posh NYC couple invested in a Vermont mink farm, and after a while decided to go visit the old couple running the place in the Northeast Kingdom they'd invested in.
Wrapped in a fine mink coat, the lady picked her way across the mudseason barnyard, steadied on the arm of her Brooks Brothers clad swain. The old farmer hovered a bit, answering questions about his operations as they approached the mink barn.
In the dim of the evening barn the lady peered into the weasel filled cages, rather startled to see the feral, beady eyed critters focusing on her in the doorway.
Feeling she aught to ask an intelligent question (but obviously strapped for one), she burbled, "So, uh, how many times a year do you get a skin off of these animals, Mr. Hubbard?"
The old man, now stunned, worked for a quick answer. Taking a quick, deep breath he opined, "Well, ma'am, if we skin them more than once a year, it makes them a might nervous..."
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