I have been so interested to read your views on wearing second hand clothes, this is something I could not do, but I don't think it's anything to do with poverty, or snobbery I think it's to do with a huge part of the pleasure of new clothes being in the choosing and buying them.
My earliest clothes buying memories are of spending Saturday s in Glasgow in Never Had It so Good 1960, my mother a tiny viking in shift dresses, channel jackets and kitten heels and me aged 4 also dressed to the nines. We tried lots on, and bought some things then ate at Wendy's tearoom before going home in her pale blue mini minor as the starlings swirled about in the sky.
Still most of the pleasure I have from clothes is the shopping experience, not just owning them!