I’m going to be honest. I don’t know how to approach fur issues without sounding really…aggravated that real fur is still a thing that humans pursue. There are so many more options out there. Perceived luxury isn’t nearly as worth it as it might seem, and even wearing vintage fur isn’t without supporting the kill. There are too many reasons not to buy or support fur.
1. You May Be Wearing Dog
In China, where most fur is manufactured, many of the animals are still alive when workers hang them by their tails or legs to skin them. Of course the animal tries to resist and they are slung around by workers trying to destroy their head or neck. All in the name of a clean cut, of course. In China, they even do this to dogs and lie to Americans about what kind of animal it came from. (No, really.) If thinking about a dog being treated just like any other perceived “lesser” animal like farm animals, minks, raccoons, etcetera in the fur industry bothers you, it’s a sign to leave those products behind. As much as PETA is controversial, they have definitely tackled fur as an issue for a long time. Here PETA states, “There are no penalties for abusing animals on fur farms in China—farmers can house and slaughter animals however they see fit. The investigators found horrors beyond their worst imaginings and concluded, ‘Conditions on Chinese fur farms make a mockery of the most elementary animal welfare standards. In their lives and their unspeakable deaths, these animals have been denied even the simplest acts of kindness. On these farms, foxes, minks, rabbits, and other animals pace and shiver in outdoor wire cages, exposed to driving rain, freezing nights, and, at other times, scorching sun. Mother animals, who are driven crazy from rough handling and intense confinement and have nowhere to hide while giving birth, often kill their babies after delivering litters.'” Not that I’ve been looking, but I haven’t heard of finding fur from anywhere but China and India, who have very similar animal processes. PETA also states, “The globalization of the fur trade has made it impossible to know where fur products come from. China supplies more than half of the finished fur garments imported for sale in the United States. Even if a fur garment’s label says it was made in a European country, the animals were likely raised and slaughtered elsewhere—possibly on an unregulated Chinese fur farm.” It makes me feel infuriated, just miniscule when thinking about what this information means — what is happening at this very second. We can’t really know what circumstance these animals were killed in, but it’s probably correct to assume the worst.
2. Drives Up the Demand of Death
Yeah! It IS crazy to assume there’s so much evil or thoughtlessness in the world, but it’s true, sadly. We are all brainwashed to not think about where things come from. No one wants to think of such antagonism, but the regulations aren’t going to change themselves if there’s still such a demand for the product. That’s why standing up and saying something is integral towards the fight against animal cruelty. Let’s lower the demand. YOU count. We all count. It all adds up, every one of us.
But the added bonus is a huge weight that’s lifted off of you when you are purposely abstaining from something so inherently evil. It’s surprisingly significant.
To tell ya the truth, veganism is hard for me to talk about in a flowery way. It’s why I didn’t dive into it much with my previous blog as Styleynn. All these sentient, voiceless beings are capable of love and no different from your pet companion — some are even smarter. So being gentle about these issues frustrates me because I know the truth and it’s hard to beat around the bush with this information. I’ve seen it with my eyes (watch Earthlings for the brutal truth — it’s easy to ignore and claim knowledge of the facts, but when one is contributing indirectly to the torture that’s happening in these videos, it is imperative to fully understand the repercussions of one’s decisions).
But I’m focusing harder on veganism now because I have a duty to spread awareness; my curse is I care too damn much. But compassion rules over cruelty. And there are plenty of people out there whom I don’t know but have a sibling-like affinity for because they share the same ideals, knowledge, ethics, and beliefs in a world so staunchly trying to blind us against thinking for ourselves. Just pay attention to commercials and you’ll realize it. Yeah, I’m harsh, but I’m not going to lie or hold back and it’s out of respect for you. Everyone deserves the straight truth.
Faux fur is wonderful. This is all polyester, SUPER warm (it’s marvelous) super fake looking (which I search for because the last thing I want to be perceived as is a real fur wearer) and damn chic. This vest is glamorous! I’ve come to love fuzzy, oversized outerwear as a glam option. And in this outfit, I added to the luxe look with high waist black velvet leggings. I was soft and cuddly all over. The black mesh tank top with the crazy-cool bralette (with straps that were too long for me, so I stitched the back straps together to make it fit) in conjunction with the faux leather oil spill shoes and the blinder sunglasses really came together to form a relaxed glam rock look that’s perfect for going out dancing in autumn where it’s cold outside but you’ll still get hot inside from shaking yer thang.
Also, meet dearest Oreo. He’s Alex’s family cat, named by his dad. He’s literally holding onto my arm as right as I write this, purring heavily, staring at me while listening to me type. He’s about 10 years old, super fluffy and an evil genius (that I’d like to say I’ve softened up since he’s such a sweetie now after the years we’ve been in each other’s lives) — he’s really freaking smart. He and the other cat in the house are the first cats I’ve been privileged to live with since my dad is so allergic. Cat love is so unique and wonderful and when you reach a certain level with them, it’s almost intoxicating — like any moment, I’m going to be purring too. Anyway, this is Oreo and we love each other.
And if you’re wondering what my tattoo is, it means “vegan feminist.” I wanted something simple and delicate so I designed these integral words in Celtic Ogham, ancient tree language with a fascinating, possibly magical history. And of course, it was vegan ink. While I’m not worried I’m going to turn my back on either veganism or feminism, as they are absolutely fundamental to myself as a person, I wanted something to show my dedication as well — even if it is somewhat veiled.