Seeds of unbifurcation, & assoc. ramblings..

[Graham]

OK, that needs some explanation..

I was thinking of the past recently, young men - it happens as you get older!??:

I was thinking of my unbifurcated past and remembering various events in my life that seem to have been pointers to where I have ended up!

This may sound silly, but as a lad in the UK it was common to run around on the beach with a towel wrapped around my waist, thus were the seeds of kiltwearing born! farfetched you say? read on..

Around the age of 20 I was attracted to eastern religions. I 'sat at the feet' of various Indian 'gurus', and their unbifurcated robes did not go unnoticed!
I began wearing an Indian "lungi" on occassions and remember enjoying the freedom of it.
One time in an 'ashram' I listened to a visiting catholic monk as he came to speak. All I remember was the lovely robes he wore, the freedom of unbifurcation was calling!

In later years, on a couple of journeys to India I made the most of the opportunity to dress as locals do, in a lungi.

Today, after rediscovering my celtic roots, the kilt is the natural outcome of years and years of seeing that unbifurcation is not only the destiny of man, but his natural state, the place he needs to be.

It's like coming home.

[Riverkilt]

Now that makes sense Graham.

Got to looking back too.

Many years of being an alter boy at the local Episcopal church. Wore a cassock. Did have slacks on under it, but remember the loose feel of it, how good it felt, and probably some sense of accomplishment for being "chosen."

Did some experimenting with loin cloths in the YMCA, some kind of Indian guide deal I don't recall well.

I know when I was old enough to buy my own underwear I switched from jockey shorts to boxers...looser fit.

In college started wearing those wrap around deals made out of towel material for the community showers, shaving. Stayed with them things long into adulthood. liked the feel.

Somewhere in my 40s discovered Kafcans (?) the male version of the mumu. Felt sort of Arabic, but good to be free underneath. Great for the hot Arizona summers if you gotta wear anything at all.

When I first saw the Utilikilt it was the prospect of both freedom and practicality that drew me to it. For me, the prospect of a tartan kilt still meant special occasions and a full regalia presentation. UKs I could wear with a tank top and sandals in the Arizona heat and be VERY comfortable.

Interesting stuff Graham, thanks for the thoughts.

Ron

[GMan]

Graham,

You do have a grasp on things. The cycle of life, everything comes around, so why not kilts.

I have always liked wrapping myself up in towels, and thourghly loved wearing robes.

Kilts do seem a natural. (Oh wait they are)