I read some street photo links and mildly follow street fashion.
I also watch our own ways, which, in the US, vary from place to place.
I've had a director friend who, living at extremely low money, always showed up in a super wrinkled shirt, with savoir faire.
And personally been aghast when the girlfriend of my bro in law, she being a senior structural engineer, met us to see them off for a trip... her with an entirely wrinkled dress. I was appalled, appalled, by her choice and then started to think, that's amusing. Well, maybe not right away. Probably it was weeks later.
That's a long time ago... now I'd like to look her up to talk with.
Me, my iron is in the garage. I can be amused by how wrinkles work, at the same time I appreciate pristine unwrinkleness.