All this colour co-ordination stuff seems to turn out to be quite critical. And I think it can err on the side of overstatement in some cases.
For example:
Yesterday I visited a remote shopping and leisure centre a few miles out of town, in kilt, with my creamy white goat skin sporran and creamy white hose to match. I think this was a big mistake as all that white looked too 'twee' for the occasion. I sensed one or two giggles going on behind me in queues at the checkout whilst I was paying for some items.
So my creamy white hose and matching creamy white goat hair sporran are going back in the closet. From now on it's unkempt scrunched down black socks, my oldest plain black slightly battered sporran, and a rough looking black leather bomber jacket.
Now pushing 61 it starts to get a little more difficult to look like a 'casual cool dude in a kilt, with quavering dress sense'.
Do others sometimes feel that they've over-formalised, and had to live with a totally out of place look for a few hours?