You are right of course, and I remember as well that I had to wear what ever kept me warm, was "appropriate" and so on (and these garment were scratchy indeed). I just can't stand it when people say anything against the clothing of an era (or a country)... not only because most of my memories are from a life or two during which I I had the oportuniy to wear the fancy stuff. Not that this would mean that everything was gold and glory. Just causes the deepest longing, sometimes... In fact, during my happiest moments I was wearing either something scratchy or almost nothing, aka monk or tribal life.