Zombies can't read though. Well I assume once they're dead and come back to life that they can't read. Too busy with the arrggh and constant gnawing of live flesh running through their minds and also keeping pace with the other zombies they always seem to be surrounded by.
The pocket flaps on suits or sport coats with besom (aka "double-welt") pockets should be left out when out-of-doors but tucked in when inside a building. However, as tweed is traditionally an "outdoorsy" material, it's acceptable to leave the flaps out at all times.
The flaps are meant to keep the rain out, however by being practical they are less formal (formality is never practical). I may have the next two backwards, but IIRC a dinner jacket doesn't have flaps at all, and a tuxedo doesn't have pockets (and you should never wear a watch when wearing a tuxedo; a gentleman of leisure doesn't need to know what time it is.) The fewer hands on a watch, the more formal it is. No matter how expensive, chronograph watches (the ones with stopwatches and all that) are for casual wear only. No date is next, no second hand, and finally there are a few watches with no minute hand or even number markings. I can't find a picture of that last, but I saw one once that had a plain black face, no markings at all, and a single stainless steel bead under the crystal that moved about the face by means of a concealed magnet beneath. Kind of like this, but less chav-tastic. Spectacularly useless. ETA: Here's a silver one, finally found it:
Zounds! I have never dressed formally, I guess, nor have I any desire to. Methinks a "gentleman of leisure" is actually a gentleman of utter, mind-numbing uselessness.
I suppose putting on ones watch backward/upside down would leave the wearer either extremely late or early to appointments/events.
Traditionally, if your watch has a strap with a buckle, the actual buckle part will be on the top strap, which means the pointy end of the side with all the holes in it should be pointing away from you when help up to view.
Bingo! I read a couple of style blogs on occasion, less so now that I've figured out the basic rules of the game at my income level, and lord but some of them are just "I'm a pretentious fop who wants everyone to know that I've never worked a day in my life and never will." There's a men's fashion show called Pitti Uomo, and the men who go to see it are called "Pitti Peacocks." Just to pull a couple shots more or less at random: Or Gianni Agnelli, who was known as "one of the best-dressed men of all time," noted for wearing his wristwatch over the cuff of his shirt. Had he not been insanely rich, he would have been rightly regarded as a twit for it (IMHO):
I love dress codes. I wish I lived the sort of life where I needed them. Oh, well. One day I shall win the heart of a duke's daughter.
Just a heads up, the type of society that welcomes dress codes is generally far less welcoming of non-heteronormativity.
a dog in rest, will stay in rest unless acted upon by an outside force..... or looked at the wrong way.....
i wore a had a strict school uniform dress code all through high school: plaid skirt, white (or green) knee high socks, and a blazer over a starched oxford shirt (unless you were an upper classmen, then it was a vest) with black dress shoes. One minor deviation, and you got carded... a senior tricked me and said i could wear brown socks. got carded. My senior year, i decided to be edgy and wore the men's neck tie with my uniform. got carded. I hated dresscode....... until college when i actually had to pick out what clothes i would wear to class. i realized going "regular" clothes shopping sucked and picking out clothes to wear during the day took way too long.
There is a sub-culture that lives, dresses, and acts like the 1950's. This includes decorating and appliances from the era as well, along with vehicles. It is an interesting lot to be sure.