Leaving BJ's, on my way home from work, I was behind a middle-aged gentleman with excess self-confidence. He was wearing a pastel green suit (jacket, vest, and pants) and a bright red shirt and shoes. The security lady shook her head and told me that he comes in there in similar get up all the time, his most memorable outfit being bright purple from head to toe. From the hat to the shoes. She seemed a little disgusted, but I was delighted. He was walking with a spring in his step that just shouted joy in the day, his attire and himself in general.
And that is something to strive for.