hilly In Italy la bella figura is a way of life. If you don't cut it you get noticeably worse treatment. Most people don't mind and actually expect you to get poor treatment if you don't conform. That goes for the Italians or immigrants who aren't up to scratch in some way too. It can get nasty for them but doesn't go that far for tourists in huge trainers and comfy trousers.
British people, north Americans, Australians and whoever else comes from a country that doesn't have this highly-defined concept - it is a bit more than snobbishness - don't understand why they're snubbed or ripe for overcharging in some cases. Unless they fit the bill, in which case they might find themselves being lavishly praised which is baffling too.
It's not that difficult to dress in an 'acceptable' way if you live there. Around 20 years ago, before the rise of the designer brand, it used to be even easier. You also have to remember that on the whole the Italian cost of living has always been cheaper than in Britain but that is changing and people are feeling very poor there now which probably makes them cling harder to appearances.
Italians are in thrall to designer stuff, far more than we are. The police make half-hearted attempts to crack down on the vendors of counterfeit goods who come out in every town and city after dusk. But in a country where police officers in Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses are a common sight, you can tell that like many things about Italian life, it's just for show.
It's not practical to dump your wardrobe and replace it for a holiday. And even if you think your stuff is good and you fit in, they probably won?t agree, so it?s not worth worrying.
If you get really bad treatment then spend your money in another country next time. But generally it will go no further than being shunted to the back of the queue in shops and restaurants and being unable to get a bed on the beach. Very annoying but not life-threatening. Vote with your feet if you don't want to play.
I've no idea what it's like in Russia but it is funny when fabulously wealthy Russians with their bad teeth and rough manners pitch up in Italy and other genteel parts of Europe.
They get fantastic service because they're so rich. But the palpable and helpless distaste from the locals, which they don't notice or don't give a shit about, is a wonder to behold.
Anyway, back to sweeping generalisations now. They?re much more fun. 