Face Your Fears

Man, isn't it just, like, so totally bogus how parents just don't understand? They don't get our fashion, they don't get our music, and they sure as heck don't get the pressure put on us to fit in! It's like, no, it's not a phase, it's who I am! You do one little thing, like grow an ugly beard and put the skull of a smurf in it and they fly off the handle. They just don't understand. And god forbid you try and execute people in your personal space, it's like MOM GET OUT OF MY ROOM. Seriously though, this is the definition of edgelord in the mask world, as far as I'm concerned. But even edgelords have their worth, we can't deny that, and even in the case of this edgy as hell mask, there's a lot to admire here, like, for example, how goddamned ridiculous the whole thing is. Even with a concept as visually over the top as this one is, I can't deny that it's certainly got attitude and style and originality. This is like if a fanta...

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, ther...