For example, today I'm wearing a perfectly lovely blazer with a giant rip in the lining. My logic is that if no one can see it, it doesn't matter. I'll be sorry when I reach for something in a meeting and my sleeve falls off.

This is something I absolutely have to learn how to do. They just do not make pants for short ladies like me. Well, OK, they do, but they're usually capri pants intended for amazons.

I can sew on a button. There's usually a giant knot of thread on the other side, but again, no one's looking at the underside of the fabric, so who cares.