Luna Luna

This place is DEFINITELY NOT meant for kids. It’s more of an art installation that is exorbitantly priced.

Luna Luna was a super fun exhibit at the Shed!

“One man’s trash is another man’s treasure.” Luna Luna is the one true exception. Our entrance to The Shed was accompanied by the solitude of zero expectations — lower than even our standards for men — and yet, the “magic” of the enlarged excrements and mooning men was almost barely sufficient to surpass this already minimal threshold. The highlight of this “dream” was finding ourselves stuck in a maze, unable to advance due to a blockade unwillingly imposed upon us by a senior citizen couple. We were forced to retreat to the main room where we were warmly greeted by a classic ballet- and opera-trained, screaming, hysterical pink tube man — the epitome of unleashing your inner demons, we mean child. We found shelter in a geometrical mirror room only to realize we were now forced to face the horrid nature of our own reflections. Only then were we “shaken up” from this “dream” and considered the thought that perhaps our standards for men really aren’t low after all. We give much advice, none of which is usually taken. So now we plead. Please, spare your sanity (wallet and time inclusive), skip out on this one, and divert your energy to the fairly inexpensive mall next door.