Since this is a Don Juan forum, may I tell you a little about Casanova (the real deal) handled his wardrobe...and how I do too?
You see to me, there is NO one perfect, personal wardrobe...literally, because I always have TWO. Why?
Let me explain...
Before meeting her
Before I know anything about her, I get dressed with what I already have: classy, sporty, urban..whatever I feel like. I always make sure I have the details down though: the shoes always match the belt and the colors I'm wearing, I know my colors too and yada yada.
I'm skipping this part because it's least important to me. Because as soon as I've met her, got her contact info and have all the time to talk to her whenever I want? Then my wardrobe REALLY begins.
After meeting her
Women, just like us all, have fantasies they've kept as a secret, shattered dreams, passions that have been dulled by every day life with it's boring *ss routines and obligations such as bills, dishes, homework and grocery shopping that has to be done.
They NEVER get to play them out - and that was when Casanova would come in. He would let a woman play out her fantasies by dressing the part - he would LITERALLY tailor to her fantasies. And by showing up like the part she fantasized about, he turned her on sexually just by his appearance, his style of clothing...associating himself with all the positives of fantasies: sexual lust, happiness, spirituality, etc.
Here's a practical example of how I've done it:
After I met my current girlfriend, it wasn't before long that I discovered she's into Italy, she LOVEs that place, the culture, the music..the food..and she's also secretly a junkie of gangster movies.
So I knew what to do once I discovered: before our date, I would dress up in a darkblue, shiny suit, with polished brown gentleman's shoes, a light blue dress shirt and a beautiful pink tie made out of silk...with my hair pushed back with a lot of grease - JUST like mobsters would do it in the movies.
I packed her up, "accidently" listening to some Italian music on my mp3 player with the volume cranked all the way up so she could hear it, we started talking about traveling - my journeys to Italy off course and when I invited her to come in I made Italian bread for her with pesto on it (it's like a peanut butter thick paste full of spices and parmesan cheeze that Italians put either in the sauce or use as a sauce onto itself).
We slept together that same day..oh but how much did it all cost me? I downloaded the music, I borrowed the suit and I baught some bread - total cost: around 3 dollars..
So I would say: f*ck how you want to dress for yourself, dress the part and meet tons of women - just like Casanova.