Too Fur?

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You may or may not know that I'm in the business of wearing rabbit fur. HARK I hear somewhere from the mouth of a judgemental bunny lover... I realise this is a controversial topic but hey it's life, and yes I own a rabbit fur jacket, a rabbit fur hat and a rabbit fur bag. And whenever I'm in the business of wearing them I get the strangest of reactions:

1. Some oddly believe I'm wearing a live rabbit and fret to touch me. They call me cruella de ville or the girl that killed thumper or murderer or yuck. They tend not to be vegetariens or activiists, sometimes don't even own a pet and may even secretly hate animals but they fret and wince. They jump when you tell them

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Oui, it is real fur. Rabbit fur and fox tail collar. No I didn't kill it! But I am wearing it. Eat the meat use the skin: It's tremendously warm.

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I'm still singing the above chorus whenever I wear this beautiful thing. It's getting terribly boring. I realise there is a big issue about fur, but come now....for who are you to judge when you wear leather and eat meat! You... that which moans and groans when you realise little thumpers are keeping me warm. Deep hypocrisy. It may shock you, but rabbit can be found on many a table and if you can it eat you can wear it. Use that as a rule when buying fur. Actually, it reminds me of an episode of River Cottage (rabbit skin undies, tie and something for the glasses), a nursery rhyme comes to mind: 'Run rabbit, run rabbit run run run',...before they kill, cook, eat AND wear you! The best yet has to be the stroking and the accompanying noise. Who thought Londoners were tactile...soon they may start smiling on the underground. But that noise and stroking is almost sexual. I was going to say sex for the fingers (what? finger sex?) but I imagine it's not the appropriate metaphor to use...shall we say silk to the touch instead? Oui

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