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One moonlit, sleepless night on October 14, 2022 I was struck by an idea.

It seemed to zap me like a bolt of light from the velvet sky.

I was moonstruck by visions of yarn, fashion and vintage elegance.

You see, earlier that day I attended the 2022 NY Sheep and Wool Festival. And now tossing and turning in my bed my mind raced with all the sights and sounds from that afternoon.

The yarns, the handknits…the amazing community.

Not to mention…that mysterious bolero that was still in the brown paper shopping bag next to my bed.

It had an energy of its own…It glowed. It tangoed. It seemed to be singing to me…wooing me.

Relentlessly, like a wooly piece of kryptonite, it rendered me helpless.

And so I followed its melody (because, after all, a bolero is just that—a love song).

Earlier that day, I found the bolero at a booth called Chicken Lotto. They sold the coolest vintage pieces.

Instantly I was mesmerized by a cropped knit jacket hanging on the rack. I later learned it was called a ‘bolero’ and it was made in the 1960’s. I don’t know if it was handknit (but it appeared to be).

The bolero was chic, sassy yet mysterious. She purred with elegance.

Miles of beige bubble stitches in tweedy wool gave her a pillowy cocoon of fabric.

Her thick ribbed edge hugged the body and the final touch of fabulousness was the carnation pink boucle that lined the perimeter.

I could see this bolero becoming the perfect accessory to wear with a little black dress or a pair of Levi’s and a t-shirt…and everything in between.

That fateful sleepless night as images of the bolero danced in my head, I puzzled over how to re-create this garment.

I knew I wanted to create my own colors, yarn combinations and patterns.

So I decided to take my 25 years of knitting experience, my life-long obsession with fashion and passion for color vibration gleaned from my profession as a classical pianist and jump head-first into the world of knitwear and yarn dyeing.

That night was the beginning of a new adventure.

But the name…?

I knew it had to have the word ‘bolero’ in it. I wanted to bring the bolero back in various new fresh ways and modernize it for the current time.

And then to pay homage to the moonlit muse that visited me that fateful night, I swiped a line from one of my favorite 1980’s films, Moonstruck.

If you remember the part where Cher says, “BOBO, bring the dessert cart”.

…then you see how Boboleros came to be.