It almost seems to be a more radical thing to do these days, to be smartly dressed. And you know what? I love it. I enjoy good clothes, and I like the performance of wearing them.
I've just taken delivery of my 1920s-style lined Harris Tweed 3-piece, which is both fantastically warm, has nothing to do with 'fashion' and everything to do with style - rather like the gorgeous tan brogue boots I got for Christmas, which get worn with the new suit.
Sometimes, I will 'dress up' just for particular things - I have an original late Victorian frock coat and top hat, brocade waistcoat and silver-topped cane, that I will wear when I teach my class about Paris in the Nineteeth Century, and I'll get my fedora out (with the tweed suit) when I do New York in the 20s and 30s.