Judith Laverne Hopps was your everyday tomboy. She could count the number of times she wore a dress or skirt on one paw.
The first time Nicholas Piberius Wilde saw her in a blouse-and-skirt ensemble was at the laundry mat near his apartment. She explained that the washing machine in her building was still under repair and that she was down to her last clean clothes.
The blouse was a striped black and orange thing that may or may not have been her mother's, while the skirt was flouncy white with blue floral prints. Fru Fru would have been horrified to see her in that get up.
"Why are you staring?" she asked her partner, annoyed.
"I have never seen you in anything but ZPD blues, plaid shirts and jeans, and sometimes the occasional sweatpants."
"Well, have your fill then." She curtsied like a ballerina and gave him a twirl because she was dramatic that way. The flouncy floral skirt billowed and Nick thought it was the most adorable thing. "And don't say I look cute in this," she huffed.
"I wasn't going to say anything," the red fox shrugged, sitting back on the bench before turning a page on his borrowed magazine.
"Good," Judy said, taking her phone out before joining him on the bench to wait for her clothes in the wash.
"You're not cute," Nick whispered a minute later, still looking at his magazine, "You're by far the prettiest rabbit I've ever seen in a skirt."
"Nick!" The fine hairs on her face up to her ears and down to her neck stood on their ends.
"Aw, look at that. You're bristling."
She punched him in the arm. Hard.
Notes:
I've seen some concept arts of Nick's leaky apartment that I found interesting. But it was not made clear in the movie whether it was an apartment under the bridge Judy found him after their time apart or someplace else. I would like to think that since working for the police department after some time, Nick would have found a better place and I would like it somewhere near Judy's so that this scene can happen.