There's no doubt in my mind that Tarot is meant to be sexy, but this is a costume that takes a step across the line into ridiculous, then gets in a car and drives another four or five miles for good measure. There's just too much going on here. Bra-spirals, crotch-moons, horns, straps, a spider-web thrown in for good measure -- the boots alone have spirals, skulls, two sets of pentacles, chains, bat-wings, and gigantic spikes that run perpendicular to the leg. Hell, I read this book for three years before I realized that the straps on her bra formed a pentagram. It's just overwhelming. It also seems like it's probably a pain in the ass to actually draw, which may explain why Tarot usually just runs around naked.