I suppose when you live hundreds of years, you’ll probably pick up fashion as a hobby out of nothing more than boredom at some point. It’s also something that’s just been around for a long, looong time, even if it’s always changing. So, like, yeah, I’m sure when some bargain bin office floozy gets his middle-class jugular slurped like a straw, he’ll still have all the style of a corpo puppet. But like, just give him some time to marinade in eternity. His fashion’ll shine through eventually.