It was a day like any other at the Miami International Airport, where people’s outfits generally fall into two categories: “normal” and “what in the world were you thinking?” Enter Tasia Grayer, who not only walked that fine line but did an intricate dance upon it with her short shorts and a decidedly questionable bathrobe. One might have thought she was auditioning for a new reality show called “Travels with No Fashion Sense.” Spoiler alert: it didn’t end well.

The flight was supposed to take Tasia from Miami to Chicago, but the airport staff apparently had a different idea. The moment they spotted her questionable ensemble—was that a towel pretending to be a fashion statement?—they decided she was a flight risk, and not just because she might land on a passenger’s lap. It was bathroom chic that went too far. When the ticket agent declared that her shorts were simply too short for flight, one couldn’t help but picture poor Tasia’s face. She must have been so confused, like a cat who accidentally walked into a dog park.

Naturally, this was no ordinary wardrobe issue. Oh no, that would be too simple. Tasia’s sister, Jessica, who presumably believed stepping into the spotlight meant being her sister’s number one fan (or maybe just wanted to jump back onto the flight of chaos), decided to add fuel to the fire. Instead of diffusing tension, she escalated it, and suddenly, the airport turned into the latest installment of a reality TV series—complete with disorderly conduct charges. Because why not? It’s always a good idea to spice up family travel plans with a little legal drama.

Now, Spirit Airlines chimed in with a statement that sounded shockingly close to an actual corporate apology, wrapped in the logic of “our contract of carriage.” Carriage? More like a carriage pulled by a horse that became a flight attendant with zero tolerance for bathrobe banter. Apparently, Tasia and Jessica had refused to comply with the dress code when given a chance. I can’t imagine going against the airline’s hope to elevate its image from “flying carnival” to “slightly above average mode of transportation.”

What did Tasia think was going to happen? Did she believe that walking through the airport looking like a human sack of potatoes draped in high fashion was going to earn her a gold star? Maybe she was hoping the spirit of Miami would cover her wardrobe choices. After all, this isn’t just a flight; it’s a cultural exchange where pants and propriety often take a back seat. As they say, if you can’t handle the heat, stay out of the airport—especially if your fashion sense is on fire.

So, after a chaotic episode that should be reviewed for its excellent use of absurdity, Tasia and Jessica took a step back, got grounded—not just from not flying, but from the wisdom of reconsidering what constitutes “airport attire.” Now they’re back on a different airline, likely wearing something less “Grandma chic” and more “I at least own real pants.” The only question left is: what do they do next time they find themselves in the airport? Hopefully, the answer doesn’t involve bathrobes, shorts, and a new chapter in their family story that includes more respect for the airline’s dress code—because when Spirit Airlines draws a line, they really mean it!