A while back my family and I had to move my mother into Assisted Living. It was tough, but clearly the best thing for her. In doing so we had to clean out her house and prepare it for sale. There in her closet - still in pristine condition - was her beautiful mink coat. It was pristine because she rarely, if ever, wore it. She always wanted to save it for only the most special of occasions.
So what do we do with the mink coat now?
I started to research fur... I had so many questions. What is a "good" fur coat? How can I tell if my mother's was of any value? Should I get it appraised? Where would I do this? What is society's current outlook on fur? Is someone going to spray paint on her fur if I take her out to dinner and she wears it?
I learned a lot about fur, but it was really more than that. I came to truly appreciate what I now see as the most natural of all fibers. I could pass along a few facts about our country’s rich history in the fur trade, how fur is completely biodegradable (in stark contrast to synthetics which are generally made from petroleum, a non-renewable resource), how strictly regulated the industry is today to ensure the highest standards of animal welfare are maintained, etc. And for the nay-sayers still thinking “ew, fur” I could ask if they have any leather shoes, belts, coats, or the like… since fur is really leather with hair. But that is not the point of my story.
So what is the point?
If I could turn the clock back 20 years I would have encouraged my mother to wear her mink coat every chance she had. Wear it to the grocery store. Wear it to the movies. Strip down naked, turn it inside out, and wear it around the house. Who cares? This has nothing to do with socioeconomic status; my mother’s mink coat is really more of an icon for a bucket list. Every day that we are alive is a special day.
Well, I had always wanted to own my own boutique, and so I have departed from a career in health care to do just that.
I sell fur. :)