It's stories like these that make me excited for law school. Apparently, somewhere out there in this good land of ours, one Ms. B made a sartorial error not unlike the one chronicled here (potentially NSFW) prior to a deposition. When the witness at the deposition pointed this out to Ms. B, a testy exchange ensued, ending in the following:
MS. B: ...I don't need a retained expert...to tell me how to dress, sir. So with all due respect, I don't appreciate your comments at all. You're here, you're being paid for your time to answer questions, and not comment on counsel's attire. So with that said, have a great dinner.At which point Ms. B threw on a blazer to cover her chest before heading to the local pub to drink away her embarrassment, presumably. Check out Above the Law for the full transcript!
WITNESS: Thank you.
MS. B: You're welcome.
MS. G: Respectfully, I think he's just referring to the fact that he can see your breasts.
MS. B: You can't see my breasts.
MS. G: Well, I can. And that was what he was referring to.
WITNESS: I'm done for the day.
(The deposition concluded at 5:18 p.m.)