If the author's sentiment was "end the day looking like you accomplished something," then I agree whole heartedly. If it's "start off the day looking like a bum," I'll have to say no thanks to his brand of style. The only way to end up coming home looking the way you left in the morning is to sit around and let other people do all the work.

I too take a ridiculous amount of time to iron a shirt and to my eye there is something sharp about a starched, pressed shirt. But for what it's worth I also shine my shoes fairly regularly (girlfriend thinks too much).