Well Dressed Quotes

“Never trust a man who dresses too well or stays too clean. It ain't natural and whatever he's up to probably ain't legal.”
― Sue Merrell, One Shoe Off

“They [best dressed women] don’t want to look like their daughters. They want their own individual brand of chic. […] The cut and fit must be exactly right, and they are willing to spend hours in the fitting room to make sure of it. They spend money, too. But if any one of them went broke tomorrow she’d rather choose one perfectly cut expensive dress and make it do for years than buy a dozen cheap ones.”
― Joan Crawford, My Way of Life

“Simplicity of appearance can cause hindrance to success when you are poor. But the same simplicity is admired in a rich and successful person.”
― Shon Mehta, Stories Of Jivavarta

“Now here he was, tailored iron-gray suit, thin maroon tie, a maroon handkerchief peeking out from his breast pocket. His oxblood wing tips gleamed. He looked like a supervillain or, worse, an upper-crust English spy, an openly promiscuous and functionally alcoholic heterosexual with an on-and-off-again messiah complex. It was the shoes, the way they were tied.”
― Percival Everett, Dr. No

“I love wearing a well tailored suit.
Strutting in my sartorial repute.”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“We wives are emotional beings. Clothes play an important role in emotional control. If you go to work knowing you look wonderful, feeling at ease, comfortable, and appropriately garbed, you're bound to be more alert and more able to cope with problems, including the unexpected. Getting the habit of dressing well every day will prevent panic at an unexpected situation at work, or after work for that mattter.”
― Anne Fogarty, Wife Dressing: The Fine Art of Being a Well-Dressed Wife

“Not being well-paid is even more painful to those who are obliged to come to work well-dressed.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“What sticks in my crop about this period, when he [Conrad Moricand] was so desperately poor and miserable, is the air of elegance and fastidiousness which clung to him. He always seemed more like a stockbroker weathering a bad period than a man utterly without resources. The clothes he wore, all of excellent cut as well as of the best material, would obviously last another ten years, considering the care and attention he gave them. Even had they been patched, he would still have looked the well-dressed gentleman. Unlike myself, it never occurred to him to pawn or sell his clothes in order to eat. He had need of his good clothes.”
― Henry Miller, Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch