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Vogue: I got it wrong and I've decided fur is not for me

Vogue Williams
Vogue Williams

So, I wanted to write this article a bit after the controversy about my decision to wear fur had died down.

My reasoning for the wait has nothing to do with people’s opinions on what I was wearing. 

In January, I posted a photograph of myself wearing a jacket with a fur hood on Instagram. 

I understand that a lot of people have issues with fur, but at the time I didn’t and I liked wearing it. 

There was an article written about the picture linking it to something I had written about Kim Kardashian’s daughter North West wearing a fur coat. 

I would just like to say that I was not being a hypocrite because I did not say the child shouldn’t wear fur. Instead, I said it was a bit much for a child to be wearing a coat worth over $3,000. 

Anyway, shortly after the article came out a lot of people left comments all over my social media accounts. 

This type of comment never affects me, but it did make me realise that I had never really thought where the fur had come from and whether or not it involved cruelty. 

I spent a lot of time researching fur and fur farms, which, in hindsight, I should have done before wearing fur and posting it across my social media platforms. 

I would call myself a big animal lover, but I just didn’t realise how badly the animals were treated to make my coat. 

To be honest, I found it difficult to watch a lot of the videos on the PETA website, but I forced myself to because if I was going to advocate wearing fur I needed to know exactly where it came from.

I’ve decided that fur is not for me anymore. Most fur comes from factory farms where the animals are tortured to take the fur from their helpless bodies. 

I’m annoyed with myself for not doing this sooner, but it was that little kick from other people that made me look into it. 

I probably see at least 10 people a day wearing those fur pom pom hats and that fur mostly comes from China, where the animals live in tiny cages and sometimes have the fur ripped off them when they are still alive. 

I treat my dog Winston like a child – he is literally my best pal – and I couldn’t bear thinking of anything so awful happening to him. 

Although I’ve sworn myself off fur, I don’t expect everyone to follow my lead. 

I think if someone wears fur and has done the research for themselves and still wants to wear it, then that’s up to them. 

I just felt that I could no longer do it after seeing the treatment of the animals. 

I actually looked into animal cruelty as a whole and it’s quite frightening what still goes on in the world. 

There’s a festival in Mexico where they fill pinatas with animals and hit them with sticks – any animals lucky enough to get out alive are then beaten to death too. 

How people can see this as some kind of fun festival is beyond me. 

The attacks in London have left me heartbroken. I can’t say I’m surprised, though, because it was only a matter of time before the terrorists targeted the city again. 

London was targeted before with the Tube bombings and now another attack has left four dead. 

I realise that the total death toll was five, but I don’t count the terrorist who committed these awful crimes because someone who can do that is not human to me. 

I just don’t understand the hate that can exist in this world. 

I cannot fathom the mind of a terrorist or what they feel they gain from murdering innocent people, but I don’t think anyone with a sane mind could ever make sense of these acts. 

The attacker drove a car into pedestrians on Westminster Bridge before crashing it and then trying to enter the complex while armed with knives. 

He then stabbed a policeman, Keith Palmer, who later died.  The police do such an incredible, selfless job protecting all of our lives and Keith was a hero.

He left his home to protect us expecting to return to his wife and children at the end of the day, but instead he has left a devastated family behind.

There were so many acts of kindness which saw the people of London come together to try and save lives. 

Staff from local hospitals rushed to the scene to try to help the injured, of which there were at least 40. 

Minister for counter-terrorism Tobias Ellwood, a former soldier, raced to give first aid to PC Palmer. Pictures showed him with blood on his face as he administered CPR. 

Sadly, I don’t think this attack will be a one-off. I feel that we will all need to be on our guard for further attacks and although I do feel wary of living in London, I will go on with my life instead of letting the terrorists win. 

A police spokesman warned Londoners to be wary of copycat attacks, saying it would be “foolish” to dismiss the event as “over”. 

I liked what Theresa May had to say about the atrocities because I think at a time like this it’s more important than ever to stick together. 

She said: “Any attempt to defeat those values through violence and terror is doomed to failure. 

“Tomorrow morning, Parliament will meet as normal. We will come together as normal.”

That is exactly what happened the next day: people went back to work, they got their trains, got on their bikes and in the face of this crime they carried on with life refusing to be frightened away.

My week began in Dublin, where I had a meeting with RTE to go over ideas for my new series, which will air in the autumn schedule. 

It looks like it will be a four-part series and the ideas for each show are meatier than ever. I’m just so excited to start filming and I think this series will be my best yet. 

My schedule for the summer is crazy busy as I will be filming two different shows. 

I headed back to London after my meeting and spent Monday evening sprawled across my couch catching up with my flatmates. 

I would absolutely hate to live on my own; I love going back to London to my two pals and then when I’m in Dublin my sister lives with me – so I’ve got it sussed! 

On Tuesday I had hydrotherapy for my knee and then lots of meetings. In the afternoon I was doing a talk with AOL Build about the new series. 

On Wednesday it was back to physio and I’m delighted to say that I am off the crutches. 

I wouldn’t say I’m totally confident on my feet, but I can get around a lot more and my knee improves every day. 

I’m getting a little bit closer to getting back on my skis. 

I’m going to leave my week there; I went to Paris on Thursday and spent the weekend in Disneyland Paris, but I will leave that for another column or a travel piece because I have so many tips from the weekend. 

It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time and if they would let me live in the Disney castle I would never leave.