I was terrified that when I clicked on this there would be some picture of a gnarly rash. Thank Google it isn’t.
Anyway, virtually any personality trait is (or can be) a disorder if one engages in it to the point where it interferes with their ability to live a “normal” life. For example, being obsessed with whether or not you locked the front door is not a disorder until the third time you find yourself driving miles out of your way to check.
And not to come off as sexist, but it would seem from the experience of 13 years of marriage that it would be more of a disorder for a woman to look in a mirror and not think about changing her hair or coloring her hair or changing her appearance. Society is cruel as hell when it sets its standards for us. For gals they got Barbies with inhuman proportions and with guys they got He-Man.