Blaise and Millicent
Blaise didn't own anything that wasn't the best. In fact he was so fastidious with his look that when a garment got to the point where it could no longer effectively hold a charm to keep it looking new he replaced it post haste. "I simply hold myself in high enough regard to ensure I'm always presentable." He could think of a few that made him cringe whenever he crossed paths with them.
He had heard of Crockfords. In fact, one of his step-fathers had been a member. Not that Blaise had ever been into the club. "Mother had a husband who was a member. I don't really know much but I doubt it is that magnificent considering it caters to Muggles as well.” Blaise accepted Muggleborns and understood their pull to that side of their world. Still, he didn’t quite understand the pull of most things Muggle.