I am used on formal occasions yet own no suit.
I am viewed by all in attendance yet people seldom smile at me.
I am beautiful in appearance yet nobody ever sees me for long.
I am often of a dark façade yet others around can be decidedly pale.
I am extremely heavy yet not unsuitably after what goes in.
I am often affiliated with religion yet have no preference myself.
I am supported by a group yet only ever provide them grief.
I am scrutinised by all yet will only ever depart with what I am given.
I am willing to reveal my inner self even though the result is tears.
I am adorned in the finest materials yet entertain only one guest.
I am a misspelt version of lung spasms yet am dead quiet myself.
I am known to evoke emotion yet am always able to rest in peace.
WHAT AM I?
Last edition’s Fustigator: Stone