Venetian masks are for highway hookers.

Or at least they were.

While I was shopping for a mask I found myself wondering where would I wear it?

My sister wanted one to frame on her wall like Marissa Cooper in the O.C but Marissa was rich and could no doubt afford one from ‘Veniceland’.

Curious as to all the W’s (who, what, why etc) about ye ol’ Venetian masks I discovered they have a bit of a naughty history.

In the 13th Century the Venetian republic realised certain benefits to wearing a mask. All identities were hidden preventing any of form of inequality or prejudice.

Of course it did not take long for people to realise other perks. A little somethin' somethin' comes to mind.

Men (probably married) could now get down and dirty with whoever they wanted. (also probably married) Women could flaunt 'it'. Even nuns and monks could get some action. Dodgy deals could be made, and gambling became highly popular, even for children. All free from judgment or consequence and without fear. Yippeah!

Imagine today.

Lady: "A man just robbed me."

Police officer: "OK lady, what did he look like?"

Lady: "He was wearing a mask."

Police officer: "Oh that's a shame, if he was wearing a mask there is not much I can do."

The Catholic Church eventually outlawed masks. (party poopers)

Not to worry though, a compromise was reached. It was declared that dressing in gloriously decorated masks to celebrate in excess free from nosy parkers was allowed in the three months following the 26th December (pheww!). Evolving into the week long celebration, carnevale.

(Meow!)

They say modern day Carnevale celebrations breathe fresh air into the art and craft of making Venetian Masks. I say that tourists being dazzled by the glitz combined with their jolly holiday mood and a need to impulse buy would have something to do with it’s liveliness.

(Roar!)

It would be very lucrative.

Indeed.

(All pics from we heart it. I sourced the info from google)