I am renowned for durability yet am not overly coarse.
I am the primary constituent in a garment worn after school.
I am integral to Westerns yet prefer to stay clear of spaghetti.
I am made with yield of cotton pickers yet better than suits who own them.
I am known to elicit joy yet am typically blue myself.
I am frequently used by labourers even though it was them who made me.
I am best with leather yet have developed a recent penchant for sneaking.
I am influenced by fashion yet to double up on me has long been a sin.
I am often used in conjunction with a fly yet can have a skinny style.
I am named in rhyme with serpent toxin yet am innocuous myself.
I am guilty of once being stone washed yet have since atoned.
WHAT AM I?
Last edition’s fustigator: Tree