Southwest Airlines, a carrier which favors a orange, blue, and poo-brown color scheme, has anointed itself the Anna Wintour of the mile-high club.  Kyla Ebbert was escorted off a flight from to San Diego to Tucson by a customer service supervisor named "Keith" because he deemed her outfit "inappropriate".  Ebbert was dressed for the 106-degree weather in the shit-hole she was headed to (for an important doctor appointment no less!),  clad in a mini skirt, tank top, and cardigan — picture Posh Spice playing librarian or half the girls in SoCal dressed for work — and was only allowed to remain on the flight after she put up a major fight and explained she didn't have anything acceptably prudish to change into anyway. " Keith" relented but made her pull her top up so her cleavage wasn't as visible and pull her skirt down. 

For the record, Southwest doesn't actually have a dress code policy for its passengers, just a hideous uniform requirement for its gang of '70s-throwback stewards, and by the way a-holes, hardcore Mormons don't like to fly.