Here I’d say the British (or ‘limeys’ as we call them) are often regarded as dignified to the point of being stuffy and contrarily, or perhaps consequently, set a lot of store by being hip and outrageous. Limeyland has a reputation for producing scholarly types while at the same time originating youthful fashion and music trends which take a year at least to spread across the pond.
An Oxford-style, or at least clear and comprehensible, British accent is perceived as intelligent and often sexy – even more so when used by your ‘asian’ women. Note, in America, people of Indian or Pakistani extraction are not regarded as ‘asian.’ Be warned, however, that more Americans lay claim to Irish ancestry than English, and a swaggering brogue will get you laid a lot quicker than The Queen’s English.
The Brits are as reputed for their wry wit as the Spartans for their stoicism. As a headline in The Onion once read, “British Comedy Assumed to be Intellectual.” Even such lowbrow fare as Are you Being Served? is considered classy just because it’s chockablock (as I understand you’re wont to say) with Limeys.
The reputation for classiness may be in danger. Currently, even our Daughters of the American Revolution, who you would think would have an ancestral grudge to bear, are as packed with Anglophiles as the Daughters of the British Empire. But films like Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels have made many Americans aware that the clean, dulcet accents that dominated imported British media in the past are actually a small fraction of the many and often cryptic and gutteral speech patterns that propigate on that island.
Also, what is the deal with the cross-dressing? It’s not that funny.