Whenever I fly I usually dress nice (khakis and a button down), but why? Going to and through the airport is miserable. I have to take off my shoes, belt, empty my pockets, get scanned and sometimes groped by the TSA. Once I’ve gone through all that, I get wait for every other drooling moron to shuffle aboard their aircraft and take forever to stow their shit. Once I finally board and find my (ever shrinking) seat, there’s a decent chance that the middle aged white sweat-hog in the seat next to me is going to pour over the armrest and intefere in whatever passes a personal space I have left. At this point I don’t give a damn, I’d rather dress somewhat comfortably after putting up with all the aforementioned crap. Until Mr. Duffy goes through all that crap over the course of years, he can go to hell.
I absolutely despise post 9/11 flying.
When I flew I dressed in layers, cotton clothing I could comfortably be stuck in for hours if need be, and comfortable footwear. Cotton wrinkles, but if I looked like Lt. Columbo I didn’t give a rat’s hairy hind end. Comfort and safety were paramount.