Luxury has always been good at changing the language around harm.
It calls fur heritage.
It calls feathers drama.
It calls exotic skin rarity.
It calls leather craftsmanship.
The words are elegant. The images are polished. The product is placed beneath soft lighting and photographed as if it has arrived from nowhere.
But nothing about it arrived from nowhere.
An animal was bred, confined, transported, handled, sheared, plucked, killed, or turned into a material before it became a detail on a runway, a trim on a coat, a pair of shoes, or an object displayed behind glass.
Fashion asks us to see the finish.
It rarely asks us to see the animal.
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