I absolutely hated the concept of "meeting clothes". All my meeting clothes were hand-me-downs from other brothers. I always hated getting hand-me-downs from the fat JW kids who were older than me. I was a skinny kid, and those pants did me no justice. I ALWAYS had to wear a belt, and I hated wearing belts.
I took no pride in my meeting clothes. The things would just get hung back up after the meeting (I only wore them for two hours at a time). I knew it was time to wash the shirts when they started getting black around the collar, and developed a personality of their own. They usually laid in a pile on the floor for a couple of weeks before getting washed. I detested what my meeting clothes stood for, how they made me feel just by wearing them, how horribly they fit, and how ugly they looked.
When I quit the JWs and moved out of my parents' house, I left all my meeting clothes behind. When I had to dress up for a wedding, I went out and got something that fit me well, and looked like it came from someone who had fashion sense.
Your thoughts on meeting clothes?