Some individuals wear their slovenliness like a badge of honor, seeming to suggest that caring for one’s appearance is a deficit rather than a addition. I understand this attitude navies, the laborers of yore, persons whom were obliged to wear older utility clothing for safety or cleanliness issues. Hence society invented uniforms, even that most drab boiler suit. Functional, practical, perfectly acceptable under all circumstances.
The thing that has changed is the pride a manual worker took in themselves, their chosen profession, their standing. To be, to look, the best they could on every occasion.