What's better than a well-trimmed, great-quality black blazer? A well-trimmed, great-quality black blazer SANS SLEEVES. My upper limbs feel as free as two noodle-armed birds and I can't get enough of it. No more of this "sleeves" nonsense constricting the creativity of extraneous body-part fashion (this blue sweater needed more attention anyway). I have the right to bare arms (pun intended) and I have every intention of taking advantage of this until they beg for mercy and protection against the bitter cold of November.