By: Melissa Ratliff
We were laughing so hard we were crying while perusing the Seattle Art Museum gift shop before our 12:30 timed entranced to Kusama’s exhibit. We never thought we’d get tickets. Yet, while waiting in the long line we were approached by two women offering free ones to a lucky couple.
Something about us spoke to them. Was it the way we finish each other’s sentences? Our sexy Tevas? The hair? True, my traveling partner happens to be a lesbian, but I’m not. Was she gay enough for us both? No matter. We celebrated 10 years together among the mesmerizing dots.