I have a thing for masked balls. Of course, I have never been invited to one (nor have I crashed one!), but I always thought if I had a reason to have a lavish party where money was no issue, everyone would come elaborately dressed with the most magnificent masks. And the party would be held in an ornate ballroom. And we would all dance like a choreographed scene from some costume drama. And everyone would be polite, and dapper, and chivalrous, and not at all crude or uncouth or ...drunk. You know. Fantasy.
One of my most beloved films in the ENTIRE UNIVERSE is The Labyrinth. I love the ballroom scene (though Sarah was a stupid, stupid girl not to choose David, I mean Jareth) and the masks bordering on grotesques. Her dress is a little frou frou, but hey, it was the 80's.
Where is all this going? I found (and I'm sorry, but I can't remember HOW I got to their site, but it would have been through some other lovely and clever persons I'm sure) some very talented people who make the most amazing masks: Goblin Art. Do you think it is ok to want to walk around in one of these masks all day? It would make for an interesting day at work.