I was amused this morning reading the Sunday paper harking back to the outrage Jean Shrimpton caused when appearing at Flemington (was it the 70s) in a sleeveless 'mini dress' (just above the knee), flat shoes; sans sleeves, hat or gloves. Shock, horror, that she did not adhere to the 'iron clad' dress rules of that time in the Members' Enclosure. She looked perfectly fine; young, pretty and comfortable - and terribly modest compared to the sometimes outrageous gear worn these days.
I feel loud talking on mobile phones is far more offensive and disruptive than seeing someone's toes but those lounge dragons are going to need a style manual