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