I’ve always been intrigued by the idea of masks and costumes. Not in a Halloween or an Eyes Wide Shut kind of way, but that it’s paradoxical for someone to present themselves as something they aren’t and then proceed to get to know others around them. I think it’s done all of the time, though. And, not just in the form of a costume party. Children pretend and imagine what it’s like to be Power Rangers and princesses, teenagers vicariously experience sex and drugs through the exaggerated stories of their friends (or their own), and adults sometimes lie or exaggerate qualifications on their resumes. Of course, these are all generalizations. But, for whatever reason, people often like other people to view them as different or better than they view themselves. It’s even more interesting when people do it as a means of impressing someone or trying to become accepted. It doesn’t make sense, right? But, we all do it.
In The Masquerade I was thinking about this idea as it applies to a breakup – when each is going back – trying to be how they used to be; when each is still trying/pretending to be who they once were, but aren’t anymore.