My Grandmother wore stockings and heeled shoes to walk uptown to get the mail at the Post Office.
In the mid 60's, I did some minor modelling, and we wore gloves and hats with nicer clothes on the runway.
I don't go to those extremes any more, but still appreciate an occasion that calls for class and dignity.
I still prefer dresses and suits for church, as it is a matter of respect to me.
I think it is the dignity, class and respect that is missing so badly in today's society.
Sweats with holes, and sleep pants with tank tops just still look sleazy to me in public.