The occasion? Going to the post office and to new girl band rehearsal. Possibly a case of slight over-dressing, but I think of it as ars-gratia-artis.
Also, I just got this book in the mail:
Looks kind of garish, doesn't it? ENGROSSING! COMPELLING! TITANIC!
It's a re-telling of the myth of Prometheus, albeit quite far removed from the original (being a sort of Dan Brown story?), and I'm not quite sure how much I will like having to include this in my diploma thesis - but maybe I should read it first, before I complain.