Skin is just a mask. At the onset of the pandemic, as the trendy masquerade dawned onto the scene, I imagined what things would look like if our masks reflected our attitudes towards the unknown—our fears, our excitements, our indifference. What better way to combine it all by flashing a smile that reflects our interior design, and rep your inner grinning reaper?! Moreso, MY inner grinning reaper, because this is a bi-product of getting my wisdom teeth extracted last week, and a minor epiphany that flared up right before slipping into anesthetic oblivion and waking up two teeth lighter.