Bal Masque

One of the odd aspects of all this smoke in the air here is the proliferation of masks.  Days ago, the state health department advised that the elderly and kids and sick people wear a mask that filtered out smoke.  Then they upped it to everyone should wear a mask and now they’ve just thrown in the towel and said everybody should simply stay indoors.  It’s like the start of a zombie movie.

As I mentioned in an earlier post, I have seen every permutation on face coverings just short of Darth Vader.  It’s gotten to the point where there are generally more people wearing one than not.  I do so hate to be left out of any fashion rage.

Man-on-the-street mask.  A really cute man on the street to boot.

I’ve also been hacking pretty impressively every time I venture out, so I gave in and decided to go buy one.  Naturally, both of the hardware stores in my terribly stylish neighborhood were sold out.  But I persisted and this afternoon I went in to my favorite one and snagged the very last one they had.

mrpeenee avec l’masque

I think it has a certain raffish charm to it.  Since I have a really skinny head, it only sort of fits and I wasn’t convinced it was doing anything until I took it off before going into the grocery and I was suddenly struck by the very strong smell of smoke from which it must have been protecting me.

So yay it works.  It also fogs up my glasses, but I’ll take breathing over seeing any day.