Ten years ago my butt didn’t need pockets but this new, old butt needs pockets to break up the junk in my trunk. Confuse them is what I always say, use ruching, scarfs, a cardigan, a blazer, blinking light on my forehead. Not not really a blinking light but if I can’t get this tube top you wear around your waist to take off as the “next thing” or a “belly warmer” as I call it, I may start wearing an orange traffic cone as a hat.