I might not normally agree with CC but I think he had a point with this one.  It clearly demonstrates the direction in which a style can go however well defined it might have been in the beginning.  So, the Jason Jules sockless in wingtips I cannot do much as I might display my skinny white ankles in Sebago loafers or boat shoes.  Don't mistake me here, I'm far from being as buttoned up as some modernists/East Coast types I've seen photographed (more than in the flesh).  I really don't remember the last time I wore a tie, even a dark knitted Rooster.  Some degree of slouch is desirable perhaps - but not wilful slovenliness.  As a matter of fact, of course, in England it's probably 'Sweatpants And Cummings' (what a cock, as 2RS might say!) rather than an adherence to a political philosophy with which few will now be familiar.  Especially the monied gents of various Internet chatrooms.