Not Dressed for Heaven

I showed him my gloves.
He wasn't impressed.
"It's not about fashion." Then why mention the dress?
I'm not dressed for heaven.
They won't let me through.
My sins might be fine, but apparently not my shoes.
Not dressed for heaven.
The rules are severe.
No black after midnight.
Then why am I here?
"Could I speak to someone?" He pointed below.
I laughed.