The party invitation read as follows:
Think of Dia de los Muertos where masks served to conceal the soul and appearance to transform the wearer into a mystical state to communicate with the supernatural.
Think of the Carnevale di Venezia pre 1797 when they thought covering one’s face in public was a response to one of the most rigid class hierarchies in European history; you can be who ever you want to be when no one knows who you are.
Think of the 1926 novella Rhapsody: A Dream Novel who remind us:
“life and passion, beauty and adventure, are all around us. Disregard them and life is not worth living.”