So, at the weekend I was walking about amongst the ordinary folk like you do. It was pretty chilly and wet, so folk were wearing an array of coats and macs as would be appropriate. I spotted one woman wearing an amazing item to protect her from the weathers. A lovely faux fur animal print coat. I'm pretty certain on the Faux bit, since it was shades of purple and pink.
Minds wander though, and my thoughts turned to the whole furs thing. Some furs had a lot of kudos attached I'm sure, in the days pre Gok Wan but peri Ugg the Caveman. Those were the days, eh. When you walked proudly down the street, or worn established pathways, showing off your coat. Not your Up Yer Own Arse labels from some trendy boutique, but a cloak of critters to show the world your prowess. It might be a big ass bear, or some tiger you did away with. I can see how furs continue to be status symbols, with echoes of those warriors who truly conquered what they wore.
So picture that same coat I saw being shown off all those years ago, round Ugg's fire...
"Took that down yerself did you, mate?" (smirks)
"Yup. You like? Bloody warm..."
"Errr OKay... Great. Really shows your ahhh your hunting skills..." (hiding sniggers)
"Mhmmm. Ok What are you getting at? Come on, I can see you sniggering..."
"Nothing. Nothing, its a fabulous er... Giraffe coat."
" Yeah, damn straight..."
" Did it put up much of a fight?"( laughter rippled around the fire)
"Ohhh I get it, Yep I see, because you have your scary Tiger coat and Barry has his Polar Bear coat and you think you are better than me because I took out a giraffe."
"Well... its just... its not a very savage beast really is it, you know... How did you get it? (Pause) Did you just trip the bugger up?"
Anyway, my reaction to the ladies Giraffe print coat was much the same as it might have been long ago - who the cock wears a giraffe print coat where people can see it? And to add insult to injury, a purple and pink bloody giraffe print coat. So not only did you take out a giraffe, it was a cartoon motherfucker in shades of mauve!!! The primal caveman in me wanted to smack her over the head with a club and drag her to a dustbin...
I didn't. I just smirked to meself. And did the voice in my head... "Oooh hark at me, I've taken down a bloody giraffe!"