There’s a time and a place for skimpy, revealing clothes. Mostly the time is after midnight and the place is at the bars and strip clubs surrounding every city’s burned out manufacturing sector. Not at court.
Ladies, you are not going to flirt your way out of a sentence. You are not even going to impress the deputies. In fact, it doesn’t even make me smile anymore to see you wearing something through the metal detectors that would barely fit in a lunch bag. You don’t have to make a spectacle out of yourself to deal with something like this court case. Tone it down five or six notches and save the bar hopping outfit for your friend’s bachelorette party.