Not the world of labels and what’s been seen where, but the world of beauty. He’s an aesthete, an epicurean, a bon viveur. When his health allows. And that extends to all parts of his life. Nothing to do with pretence, or what one ought to be seen eating/drinking/wearing. That’s not good living, that’s fake living. Tapas and beer by the coast for a few Euros has infinitely more to do with fine living than a wardrobe full of Manolos.