Skip to comments.She's got ways to skin a cat; NY's top fur trader
Posted on 12/27/2010 12:22:35 AM PST by Daffynition
She's PETA's worst nightmare.
Clair Watson, 56, a blueblood British fashionista, is the city's Cruella de Vil of couture, the top dealer of garments made from tiger, leopard, ocelot, cheetah and jaguar, state records show.
The array of items she brought to public sale also included a leopard porkpie hat, a whale-skin handbag, a seal coat, ivory bangles and a fur cape made from hides of the threatened Geoffroy's cat, a species of feline found in South America and about the size of a household tabby.
The pieces were all created decades ago, some for famous fashion houses like Halston and Maximilian, according to records from the state's Department of Environmental Conservation, which monitors the trade.
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This seems to me to be an appeal for some animal rights militant to take a poke at her.
If she’s a dem. supporter she’ll get a pass this time.
A woman walks down the street wearing a mink coat.
PETA supporter comes up to her screaming, “Shame on You! Do you know how many animals died to make that coat?”
Woman looks at PETA supporter and responds, “Do you know how many animals I had to sleep with to get this coat?”
Yes, but does she make coonskin caps?
Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone want to know...
Re the coonskin: My grandfather had a coonskin coat made for my grandmother out of skins from animals he had hunted himself, with his dogs. My mom said the coat weighed a ton.
Got my own funny story. Years ago, long before the animal rights people got so big politically, I was walking in a mall wearing my leather coat when some girl asked me if “I knew how many animals dies to make that coat?”
I replied, “Well I hope they didn’t skin them alive” and walked on by as her mouth hit the floor in shock.
"no skin off my back"
I had to go to my employer's offices in Chicago last March. When I left to return to my room up Monroe Street, A young lady with a clipboard asked if I would sign her petition.
Being a politically responsible citizen I said "Sure, what's it for?" as she handed the board to me. "It's for yada-yada-yada" she recited as I scanned the statement at the top and noted that it was a PETA petition. At this point I asked her, "If I sign it, do I get a coupon to, like Burger King or McDonalds? 'Cuz I'm kinda hungry and could eat a cheese burger right now." She tried to grab and pull the clipboard back from me, but I had a death grip on it and held on, causing a small tug of war on the sidewalk. As we tussled with the clipboard, I volunteered that I, too, was a member of PETA. "Oh, really?" She asked, as started to relax. "Yeah. People Eating Tasty Animals" I replied.
At this point, she must have gotten angry enough to get a little Adrenalin rush in her blood, because she ripped the clipboard from my grip and started walking away, with my startled self following her. "Aw, c'mon Miss. Let me sign your sheet." I pleaded. But to no avail, She kept walking up Monroe without a look back. I was devestated. She was kinda cute in a frumpy sort of way. And I had my 400 yard shot to take out a prairie dog story all ready to tell her.
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