I was recently checking in for my reservation at Mo’s A Place for Steaks when I noticed how scantily clad the hostesses were. Now I’m hardly the one to judge people on their lack of modesty (I once was told by my private high school’s counselor that I held the record for most dress code violations), but their dresses were so short, I could literally see the bottom of their little derrieres peeking out. As those who have been to Mo’s before know, it is an expensive steak house with a classy, 1920s style ambiance. The place is packed with Colts players and local heavy-hitters galore and it even features a top-notch pianist. Mo’s screams class all the way. Except for its hoed-out hostesses. C’mon ladies, don’t ruin the atmosphere. Trade your clubbing garb for a more tasteful wrap dress or subtley sexy, very now slouchy pants with a belted cashmere cardigan. Then maybe you’ll match the décor a little bit more. After all, the only piece of meat I really want to ogle at Mo’s is their tender, lightly marbled bone-in ribeye sitting pretty on my plate. Yum.
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