Crazy Weekend

**DireStraitsFan** · 24th January 08, 01:15 PM

So, the fiancée had plans with her girlfriends this past weekend, and despite feeling under the weather I decided to brave the cold to go out and have drinks with friends...and wear my kilts!

Friday night my best friend and I went for dinner, a few drinks at a pub, and then to the Elephant Room to hear a band. I wore my Weathered Mackenzie SWK, a brown cable Knit mock neck sweater, brown wool hiking socks, and hiking boots. I was complimented several times on my kilt and my courage to wear it. Apparantly there was a teacher's conference in town and the ladies were coming out of the wood works. I don't think I'm bad looking, but I never get approached like that when I'm wearing pants! It was crazy. I wear a Celitc knot ring on my right hand, and I switched it to my left ring finger after a while. I got compliments from passers by, guys, girls, wait staff. Even the drummer from the band stopped by to tell me he used to be in a pipe band and wore the kilt. He said he admired my fortitude in wearing it proudly. My friend and I couldn't get a pair of sisters (teachers) to leave us alone!

Only a few downsides to the night:

While walking to the Elephant Room a group of people passed behind us and a guy bellowed loudly several times "REAL MEN WEAR SKIRTS!". I let it go 3 times, but on the fourth time I turned and made a b-line for the guy. Before I got 30 feet from him, his girlfriend, buddy, and buddy's girlfriend turned and left him behind. As I walked up he spluttered "Hey man I meant it as a compliment!". He offered his hand, and despite my desire to kick his teeth in, I shook it and turned to walk away. He muttered something under his breath, and as I turned around his girlfriend walked up to me, stuck out her hand and knowingly said "Thank you, sir." What she meant was, thanks for being a gentleman and not knocking out the teeth of my idiot boyfriend. I assume. I understand before I step out that front door that I must accept that others will comment. I allowed the guy to make his joke, but after shouting it more than 3 times I just couldn't let it go. Pride got in the way, and I had every intention of hurting the guy. I'm glad I came to my senses, but it would have felt nice to teach him a lesson. Being civilised isn't always the easier thing to do.

We passed another group and the girl asked what I had on underneath. I simply shrugged and kept walking. One of the guys shouted as I walked away "He's not a real Irishman!". I shook my head and resisted the urge to explain the kilt's origins, accepting that their simply just are stupid people in the world.

Saturday I wore my Royal Stewart SWK, an off white cable knit sweater, off white wool socks, and hiking boots to a sports bar to watch the Jones vs. Trinidad boxing match with a large group of friends. The kilt was a hit. So much so with the ladies again, that I switched my ring again and tried to ignore anyone outside of my circle of friends.

The compliments are nice, but I do wish I could go unnoticed sometimes. I wear the kilt for me, and attention makes me kind of uncomfortable. I also love my fiancée VERY MUCH and go out of my way to make it abundantly clear that I am not interested in any extra-curricular activities. I think mostly people just want to talk and ask questions, but I think some girls are very attracted to it.

Have any of you had this issue, and how do your wives, girlfriends respond? I know that it is a very commonly held belief around here that the ladies love a man in a kilt, but I would like to hear other's stories.

Thanks. And I had a blast. I love my kilts with my sweaters. What a classic look. And I paired things up based on pictures I've seen here. What a help you guys unknowingly were. By the end of the night Friday, my friend said "Man, I gotta get a kilt!"

I apologize to those of you who are, like me, visual people. We didn't take any photos. Of me, or the girls. I know what you guys were thinking! Pervs.

Peace.

**Dirk Skene** · 24th January 08, 01:27 PM

Interesting evenings. I tend to get very hostile rather quickly. I can ignore a lot, but once my breaking point is reached there isn't much of a "curve."

You hold your tounge better than I do.

On your question; my wife was very much against kilts. She was insulting & very unsupportive. Things are different now thank goodness. Almost every other woman I have met likes them. Last night I was going into dinner with another member from here, TURPIN. A woman standing outside the little pizza carryout next to the restaurant where we were going said "Nice legs"

Puts a smile on your face ya' know.

**auld argonian** · 24th January 08, 01:28 PM

I'm always glad to read about confrontations like this that end up with the teller saying, "...so I walked away shaking my head and just went and got another beer..." rather than, "...and then the cops came and I got to spend the night in jail."

Good for ya', you made all kilties proud.

Best

AA

**string** · 24th January 08, 01:39 PM

I can't even imagine objecting to Yeti's kilts, even though I knew him before he started wearing them. My family's biggest confusion with them is the fact that they are used to the kilt as formal wear, and belted plaids, which we made several of for my sister's wedding. I've been around kilts my whole life, and I notice it, but in the same way I notice a really nice sweater.

**Galician** · 24th January 08, 01:43 PM

I admire you and applaud you for taking up that

's peace offering. I think that you become a better man for it.

Btw, even if you missed the chance to take photos those nights, there's no reason you couldn't reassemble the outfit for some.

Like Dirk, I have gotten those comments about my legs even at religious conferences, and from ladies who could be your grandmother (or maybe even mine

).

**JS Sanders** · 24th January 08, 01:52 PM

I usually can overlook the odd lout, but there are occasions that truly test one's self-control. More often than not, when you get toe-to-toe with a moron who's usually trying to show-off to his buddies, he backs down.

A couple of years ago, I had completed a piping gig at a hotel in downtown Memphis and was headed down Beale St to the parking garage. It was a pleasant Saturday evening and only a moderate crowd on Beale St.

Three university-aged lads stopped me - two were fascinated with the outfit and pipes, but one wasn't. He was rather intoxicated and hell-bent on learning what I had on underneath. I used the whole litany of canned responses, but none were working. Mind you I was trying to be polite and answer the other two's questions, but Bubba just wouldn't let it go.

With no indication, he grabbed my kilt pin and I knew what was about to happen. It was a new kilt and I didn't want the apron ripped. My pipes were cradled by my left arm, I was wearing a Prince Charlie, and my right hand was completely free. Before he could rip upwards, I slapped that boy so hard he went reeling, almost to the pavement.

Now reality set in very quickly. There were three young men half my age and one arm's length away. I prepared myself for the inevitable, but instead, Bubba's colleagues broke into uproarious laughter saying he'd earned it.

At this point I simply left, though I did check my six constantly 'til back in my vehicle. And then I realized how much my hand stung from the impact on Bubba's left face.

steve

**Colin** · 24th January 08, 02:28 PM

Switching the ring doens't do anything. If anything it only makes it worse

I never got hit on and flirted with as much as I did after I got married. It's great fun and a huge ego boost. My wife laughs about it quite often.

**CactusJack** · 24th January 08, 02:32 PM

Sounds like you had a great time and handled everything just fine.

**Alaskan Kilted Guy** · 24th January 08, 02:33 PM

Well, it sounds like you had a good time overall. And I agree with Colin, wearing a wedding ring is not always a way to keep em away. I have found that in some settings it does attract women. Go figure....