"I'm sure you're not. But those pants tell a different story. Wear a skirt, girl! Show those legs! A nice pair of heels, too. Really lift that ass."
Karen pushed away from her desk, taking in the girl in front of her. Now she was really into it. She was envisioning things. It spoke of bad news for George if she didn't get out soon.
"A nice red dress, maybe. Oh god, and something with those nails. What do you do, chew on them? Let a cow chew on them?" She tsked and shook her head.
Some girls, they just didn't know how to dress themselves.