But I don’t want to look like vintage luggage when I am 40 because I don’t wear sunscreen all the time. I tend to wear skirts and shirts, and so my arms get quite a bit of sun. Add in driving the kids everywhere plus a day or two of gardening here and there, and I am might fast be approaching a lady version of George Hamilton. What to do?!

Enter the bolero. What I was thinking was sleeves, of course, sans everything else. Google found some cute things that could not be purchased anywhere for love nor money, but then I remembered – I can make my own shit. And so I did.

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I pulled out a pattern or two and used the Sleeve pieces, plus half of the top of a Back piece. Trial and error of the sleeve sizes, plus draping and pinning the excess, resulted in this uber trendy number, complete with unfinished seams.