There is an essay of Ortega y Gasset's from the 1920s or 1930s, in which he wrote that British men were the worst dressed in Europe, because they had real thing

There is an essay of Ortega y Gasset's from the 1920s or 1930s, in which he wrote that British men were the worst dressed in Europe, because they had real things to think about. I was pretty slovenly when I read this, and took some comfort in the notion. (I have long since married a woman whose eye for clothing is as sharp as mine is dim, and am usually presentably dressed.)