It’s that time of year when the leaves change, the air gets crisp and the fashionable reach for something…fashionable….and furry.
Wow, fur is definitely not what it used to be. The days of the mink stole are long gone.
It was alot easier avoiding fur when it wasn’t so perfectly fabulous.
I mean, really!
I had no problem saying no to fur when it was just a bunch of pelts. Who couldn’t turn a cold shoulder to that?
Now it’s knitted, woven and painted. Now it’s art.
What’s a girl to do?
Merde!
just the crust 