Death Was Only The Beginning Caskets are like shoes. They come in every shape, form, material and color too. Copper, stainless steel, cherry, oak, walnut and even mahogany. Hell, there’s even an 18th century vintage-style casket option for the rare goth-inclined woman who hopes to rest eternally in a silky tiger print lined box. Inside, the wild animal pattern is accented with thick black lace. Outside, like the cheeks of acquaintances who are taken aback by the very sight of it at the viewing, it shines a cherry red. I like to think of it as the casket for the type of woman who would, indeed, wear five-inch red stilettos…