In terms of style, for me, it was always the cover of Bryan Ferry’s Another Time, Another Place that made me want to up my eveningwear game. Standing by a magenta swimming pool at twilight, the Roxy Music crooner is dressed in a pristine ivory tux, oversized black bow tie, burgundy ruffled cummerbund and gold watch, his long fingers holding a cigarette that smoulders at the stub with about as much sex appeal as the star himself. For Ferry, style is significant: it’s not just about looking good or feeling confident, it’s about dressing suitably for an occasion. He has the knowledge (the singer used to work in a tailor’s aged 16) and that all-important aesthete’s judgmental eye. Nowadays, when he goes to the ballet, Ferry gets depressed as so many of the audience are walking around in tracksuits. Whatever the time of day or event, he always has an informal elegance – the way he combines a leather biker jacket with a shirt and tie, for example, or a double-breasted jacket with an open denim shirt. Ferry’s is an enviably relaxed grandeur you would do well to mimic.