Nicely put.  I never really got close to it.  The Madras jacket I owned got me some funny looks in the local Co-Op, I don't mind admitting.  I simply got too chunky for the shirts and they got passed on to younger, slimmer chaps than myself.

Indeed context is everything - a madras jacket passes relatively unnoticed in Soho or Marylebone but not the ideal garb for a night out in Croydon, might even get you into a scrap at the wrong time of day.

Ah the noble British tradition of beating shit out of someone you don't know because they're not wearing whatever the dreadful fashion of the day is. Albion how I miss you.

Latin America has been hard hit by the pandemic so the chances of getting robbed have, unfortunately, increased considerably. However I don't think the concept of beating someone up because they are wearing clothes that look weird exists anywhere here. I suspect it would be incomprehensible to anyone in fact.

I recall a few years back in England, a goth was beaten up so badly by a gang of bored morons that he or she suffered fatal injuries. Wtf?

However I associate the term naughtiness with more pleasurable activities than getting filled in. In which case: a little naughtiness, despite the cold and altitude's best efforts to kill me.