OpenÂing image: Ann-MarÂgaret OlsÂson in 1960
Words Eloise Hallo
Fur, though newÂly a topÂic of conÂtention, boasts a fashÂion hisÂtoÂry longer than near enough any mediÂum in curÂrent trend. Burlap and linen may have their moments, but neiÂther can quite conÂtend with fur’s impresÂsiveÂly endurÂing over 2000-year span of both pracÂtiÂcalÂiÂty and, most essenÂtialÂly, glamÂour. It is this matÂriÂmoÂny that secures the textile’s place in a proverÂbial hall of fame to its kind, changÂing in each era and in so definÂing, more often than not, its own catchÂment of trend. Indeed, not as if some clutchÂing spinÂster to the fashÂion world but, in each decade, a young and modÂern adapÂtaÂtion — a verÂiÂtaÂble queen bee. Yet, it is this very spotÂlight that’s seen recent years call into quesÂtion the moralÂiÂty of such outÂdatÂed a cloth. In a world of growÂing conÂverÂsaÂtion surÂroundÂing susÂtainÂable conÂsumpÂtion, the reign of fur had to, at some point, meet expecÂtant oppoÂsiÂtion. And this, my readÂer, is where we find ourÂselves now: stuck debatÂing faux or no, if either is truÂly betÂter or if, in fact, the choice to wear fur altoÂgethÂer — real or othÂerÂwise — is an abject show of man’s need to express dominÂion over things. It wouldn’t, howÂevÂer, be much of a debate sans conÂtext, so, let’s explore the history.
The hisÂtoÂry of fur would be more aptÂly termed pre-hisÂtoÂry. The eviÂdence that NeanÂderthals and othÂer earÂly humans donned the texÂtile is, though there, unnecÂesÂsary; such fact is wideÂly known and rather tightÂly bound to the layman’s idea of caveman’s cosÂtumÂing. ReliÂgious scripÂture and othÂer latÂer writÂings supÂport both that hides and skins were worn and raise, for the first time, the idea of such mediÂums being preferÂable — because, to paraÂphrase, why wear fig leaves when you could wear arcÂtic fox? This fork in fur’s path, from humÂble pracÂtiÂcalÂiÂty to agreed supeÂriÂorÂiÂty — though seemÂingÂly minor — meant an imporÂtant change. Not so disÂsimÂiÂlar to our sociÂety today, when conÂsidÂered betÂter, so soon folÂlows excluÂsivÂiÂty, which is preÂciseÂly what hapÂpened in medieval EngÂland. The ApparÂel Act of the 1480s decreed that fur and leather were to be worn and decidÂed based on and by class. CounÂtryÂmen had to prove a yearÂly earnÂing over £40 to wear anyÂthing othÂer than lambÂskin, and sex workÂers, ‘comÂmon harÂlots’ as the bill lovÂingÂly terms them, could be easÂiÂly disÂcerned by striped hoods they were made to wear and their furÂless-ness, being banned from wearÂing it withÂin city limÂits. These laws, which proÂfessed the intenÂtion of sitÂuÂatÂing the ‘good and noble’ from, what one must assume, the bad and ignoÂble, tied the issue of fur to that of social class and set a preceÂdent which perÂsists today.
Such staÂtus symÂbolÂism is most eviÂdent when we catÂaÂpult forÂward from the 15th cenÂtuÂry to the 20th. Though coats and othÂer garÂmenÂtry of the earÂly 1900s would be in no way as illusÂtriÂous as furs to folÂlow in the ’50s and ’60s, in both eras, women, priÂmarÂiÂly, were socialÂly sitÂuÂatÂed by both the aniÂmal and amount of fur they could afford, some being deemed so preÂcious that they could be insured alongÂside jewÂellery, and invitÂing mid-cenÂtuÂry idioms like ‘a touch of mink’, which described a wealthy woman, adverÂsaried by ‘a litÂtle bit rabÂbit’ which cruÂelÂly conÂdemned those othÂerÂwise. And, as is often true in fashÂion hisÂtoÂry, such senÂtiÂments were conÂfirmed by stars of the silÂver-screen. Once charÂacÂterised by bashÂful pin-curled celebriÂties who could well-expend fur at its extremes, like Eartha Kitt and ElizÂaÂbeth TayÂlor, it became, not least a thing of a luxÂuÂry, but a thing of celebriÂty itself, and as such, all the more exclusive.


ModÂern conÂcepÂtions of fur don’t stray far from this imagÂing. In art, as in life, many of our famed fashÂion figÂures are charÂacÂterised by their incline to adorn the mediÂum. Anna WinÂtour, MarÂgot TenenÂbaum (of Wes Anderson’s The RoyÂal TenenÂbaums), and the superÂmodÂels of the 90’s perch likened in this respect. SimÂply, fur’s tanÂtaÂlisÂing and long-endemÂic staÂtus symÂbol firms its place in high fashÂion cycliÂcalÂly, in a way we colÂloÂquiÂalise by terming it ‘timeÂless’.



And, though ‘timeÂless’, its place in conÂtemÂpoÂrary sociÂety has not been seamÂless. It is, in fact, easÂiÂer these days to find fur-relatÂed conÂtroÂverÂsy than it is to find fur-endorsÂing runÂway; who’d have thought a litÂtle red Dulux could so thorÂoughÂly ward off our eccenÂtric fashÂion overÂlords? Most notably, as I am indeed now notÂing, was PETA’s slew of celebriÂty terÂrorÂism, whereÂby paint was thrown at glamÂorousÂly fur-donned ladies like Joan Rivers to emuÂlate the bloodÂlust of the indusÂtry, bringÂing new life to the term ‘red scare’.
AdjoinÂing such gimÂmick in senÂtiÂment and shock-facÂtor were the notoÂriÂous ‘GiseÂle Fur Scum’ tresÂpassers to the VicÂtoÂriÂa’s Secret show of 2002. Julien MacÂdonÂald, Jean Paul GauÂtiÂer, and BurberÂry would join this fateÂful list: all three housÂes havÂing now takÂen hiaÂtus from its use. These activist sucÂcessÂes bore a new kind of popÂuÂlarÂiÂty to the ethÂiÂcal conÂcerns which had been othÂerÂwise scoffed off by the sugÂgesÂtion that critÂics simÂply couldn’t afford such luxÂuÂries, that they had — if my readÂer will forÂgive me — FUR-M‑O. PETA’s 1994 CamÂpaign ‘I’d Rather Go Naked Than Wear Fur’, feaÂtured some of the era’s highÂest paid modÂels, and clearÂly part-time hypÂocrites, pubÂlicly conÂdemnÂing its wear, leavÂing us with the foundÂed irresÂoÂluÂtion that these days high fashÂion isn’t quite sure how to feel about fur.

In 2018, GucÂci banned fur in its colÂlecÂtions; Zara pledged to do the same by 2020; and, since 2015, fur sales decreased from a 40 bilÂlion prodÂuct to one, in 2019, worth 7 bilÂlion USD less. We would be remiss, howÂevÂer, to forÂget that figÂure remains douÂble what the globÂal fur indusÂtry was worth in 2011, meanÂing PETA’s cruÂsade has not been as effecÂtuÂal as appearÂances let on, and that some of us can’t help but reach for the same ‘touch of mink’ as our foremothers.
Trend preÂdicÂtions dicÂtate fur is back in a big way this winÂter, and new arguÂments that critÂiÂcise fast fashion’s menÂtalÂiÂty toward the proÂducÂtion and overÂconÂsumpÂtion of micro-plasÂtic-based faux fur, as an alterÂnaÂtive, remind us that the carÂbon footÂprints of such alterÂnaÂtives prove they’re not always preferable.
The senÂtiÂment remains that, to some, the conÂcept of wearÂing fur and aniÂmal hides more genÂerÂalÂly is abject and primÂiÂtive, parÂticÂuÂlarÂly when there exist so many subÂstiÂtutes. UnforÂtuÂnateÂly, comÂpoundÂing is it that the mediÂum canÂnot be removed from its ties to staÂtus and class diviÂsion. Be it then faux or not so, ‘fur’ upholds the conÂtention it’s held since earÂly occuÂpaÂtion of fashÂion in our world; a reminder of man’s need to boast dominÂion over its planÂet and that with which we share it, whether it be ’comÂmon harÂlots’ or the humÂble lamb. PerÂhaps it is enough to buy vinÂtage, as I will admit I do, or perÂhaps fur should be avoidÂed altoÂgethÂer. RegardÂless, it’s arcÂtic out there, so whatÂevÂer coat you wear, wear one! And, perÂhaps all we can say with cerÂtainÂty is that mink’s moral objecÂtivÂiÂty is to be decidÂed by its wearer.
