By Eliot Wilson Clothes are indicators of who we are and how we want to be perceived. This is especially true of politicians, for even the most straightforward of whom everything is, in some way, a signal. Think of Donald Trump’s uniform of the boxy navy suit and over-long red tie; Rishi Sunak’s hyper-slim Henry Herbert silhouette; Margaret Thatcher’s armour-like tailored skirt suits; even Jeremy Corbyn’s dogged geography-supply-teacher aesthetic of mud-coloured jacket and indeterminate trousers. It is always calculated for impact. Yet politicians are reluctant to admit what we all know. When …