Only twats wear bars etc in light aircraft. And they are usually crap pilots. I once went to Skeggy with such a pilot, he flying out, me back, and we were in a Beech Muskateer (a sort of Cherokee but by Beech). He wore a flying suit with all the trimmings. I wore a T shirt and jeans.
On arrival he lost sight of the runway on final and had to go around. Because of his 3-counties-size circuit he lost the runway again and went round again. We did this half a dozen times before he landed us, and by then quite a crowd had gathered to see what loon was attempting to land at their field. I and the back seat pax got out as he struggled to get out of his grow bag saying "I don't want them to know who was flying".
So as we walked towards the club house we positioned one each side of him, jabbing our pointing finger towards him.