I've completely altered what I wear on a flight as a result of the ridiculous nonsense heap that is the TSA. I had an incident earlier this year in which a screener pressed the hand held wand against my genitals, hard. It was revolting, and I think it happened because I was wearing a skirt and there was no reasonable way for the screener to know where my body was under the fabric.

I now wear knit pants with an elastic waistband, special under-wire free bra that I bought just for the occasion, a white button up cotton blouse, and keds-type sneakers with ultra-thin soles. It's gross, but I put the airport outfit on right before I leave for the airport and take it off again as soon as I can after exiting the airport. The whole fact that I have to go to such extremes to travel in my own country gives me the shakes.