I Love my kilt. I just had my first full weekend kilted and loved the positive feedback, and enjoyed the children at the childrens hospital asking why I wear a skirt. I loved it. But...

After a long and fun-filled weekend I felt my kilt needed a quick iron. So I splayed it out, disgusted with all the little dents and tiny wrinkles that I can not for the life of me figure out where they come from, and painstakingly pulled the pleats for about a half hour, basted, then pulled them tight again, and ironed. Then I flipped it , pulled on the pleats again and ironed. Only to find that there are still a few little dents. Ugh. Guess you can not have your cake and eat it too...

So my dislike for kilts, ironing and being a perfectionist.

Whats yours? Chaffing? Costs? Envy? IRONING? Join my fiddle fest...