In another universe, one where Yayoi Kusama is not an artist with a prolific seven-decade career and sell-out art shows around the world, the Japanese nonagenarian would have certainly been a fashion designer.
Her label, Kusama Fashion Company, would sell dresses covered in her signature polka dots or, even more daringly, holes that exposed their wearer’s breasts or buttocks. And today, when cut-out clothes are less of a shock than they would have been to the average, mink-coated Bloomingdale’s customer 60 years ago, Kusama would be a fashion
