Smooth is underused.
Stylish doesn’t require a hat — just a curl, cut, spike or rat.
Cultivated clauses are surrounded by suave pauses.
A hat and chain and you’re urbane.
Provincials hold to the essentials; cosmopolitans add a few tangentials.
Urbanity is just the fancy cover for humanity.
The provincial man has but one house; the world traveler is at home on every route.
Style is the trifle that adorns — and scorns.
No elite beings — just humble humanity.
Every soul is sophisticated — a veritable polis to other minds, a cosmos to other psyches.