Quentin Veron, 22, is one of those designers who embody his aesthetic—a Tim Burton-esque vision that’s a dash of Edward Scissorhands with a pinch of Sweeney Todd. The Parisian’s daily ensemble includes a top hat and two vests, and he looks more inclined to gossip about Jack the Ripper than Jack McCollough. But he’s most likely to discuss fur. The Studio Berçot grad apprenticed in a fur workshop and currently has his own in the city’s fur district in the 10th. Veron’s feathery finnraccoon coats and gilets, many in gothic black and white, have strips of leather pieced in to lighten them up. For a sleeker look, he tailors astrakhan into jackets as if it were tropical wool. His debut collection has been picked up by Lane Crawford in Hong Kong and Beijing, as well as Parisian concept store Hôtel Particulier. A New York store may pick up his collection by the end of the week. Stay tuned.