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The Masks We Wear


Sometimes I wonder what fuels hobbies or collectors. I myself am both a hobbyist and a collector, and yet I am simply confounded at the hobbies and collectibles that other hobbyist and collectors are involved in. Recently, I've taken to Ebaying a lot of old things because I desperately need the money,
 but in doing so, it's made me search for some pretty weird things, like Swatch's and now masks.

But why would I make a blog about bad masks? Well, it seemed only natural, I mean, I've already got sister blogs "Be Kind, Rewind" about bad VHS box art and "Crackin' Spines" about bad book covers I find in thrift stores, so it just makes sense to start making a blog everytime a new awful interest pops into view. But there's something different about this one, and that's that there's much more to masks than just making fun of them. There's more genuinely cool masks I think than bad ones, there's masks from other cultures, there's a large history behind masks, and, as the movie The Mask here so eloquently points out for us bluntly, "We all wear masks, metaphorically."


I know this is true about myself, definitely.

I'm autistic. I'm disabled. I'm a lesbian. But I can get away with coming across as neurotypical and able bodied and straight thanks to the fact that I'm fairly high functional, and my disability is minimal and near invisible, and I look, to society, like a heterosexual woman, because I'm extremely feminine. So couple that with masking all the trauma I've dealt with in life day to day, especially when around other people and especially strangers, yeah...there's a bit of a personal angle with this one, not gonna lie.

That being said, we are still here to discuss bad masks. I just wanted there to be some sort of introductory piece before we got to the fun stuff, so that's why this post exists. I hope this clears some things up, and I hope you enjoy the beauties that I've come to find for you. Trust me, they're wonderfully grotesque and I love them as if they were my own horribly disfigured children.

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