A story of Kilted Attention or: Why I can't go commando!

**Chainsaw02** · 1st March 12, 10:06 PM

At 69 years of age I still get ask, fliped, groped, hugged, kissed and other things when I am kilted. From age early teens to age ninty + the ladies are all the same, even getting bolder as they get older. Went to a quilt in Georgia, was there 3 hours and my wife counted six time that women ask me the "question". Am I bragging, d..n right. I need an ego boost as much as the next guy. If you don't like it, don't venture forth kilted or tell em to leave you alone or worst case, get physical with em.

Larry Dirr

Larry Dirr

**knotty** · 1st March 12, 10:18 PM

I look at all this as part of bein a kilted man. As my mom use to tell me, "If they didnt like you, they wouldnt say anything.".

We all get the "Whats under kilt?" question, but I rather have that than some neanderthal with a "man in a skirt" comment. I feel that those make positive comments really like kilted men, those who make negative comments feel threatened by us.

Craig

**Riverkilt** · 1st March 12, 11:17 PM

Thanks Larry! At 67 you give me hope for the future.....

**ForresterModern** · 2nd March 12, 03:14 AM

Originally Posted by Riverkilt

My question is why can't the questioning ladies ever be sober??

They actually can be sober, and in my experience frequently are, but because those encounters are usually less confrontational they tend to blend into the background of our lives and experience far more than the drunk ones who are more aggressive or belligerent. In just my first day kilted in visiting Edinburgh 4 years ago I was approached and asked "the question" in broken english by a handful of young giggling german twentyish girls on tour, by three japanese middle aged female tourists who wanted a photo with me on "the Royal Mile" and sprung the question right as we were saying "cheese", as well as a very polite 60-ish scotswoman in a sweater shop who, after complimenting me on my tasteful attire and discovering I was american, simply and coyly asked "Just how much of a scotsman are ye?" followed by a down and up look at my kilt and a wink as if she were mentally kilt-checking me, not really expecting an answer. There have been others over the years, an inquisitive female doctor I run into occasionally at the hospital when I encountered her out at an event simply commented during conversation that she hoped I was a real scotsman, again with a coy smile, and another elderly ex-pat scotswoman at a black tie event stopped me in passing, commented how great it was to see a well dressed man in a kilt, then asked not me but the members of her table (rather loudly) if they knew what a real scotman wore beneath his kilt. To their bewilderment I quickly and simply responded to their open-mouth silence with "well, shoes and socks maam, of course", thanked her for her compliment and quickly started back to my table with a smile on my face and hearing laughter from her table as I walked away.

It is not that the polite ones are not memorable, just that they are not as bothersome as the obnoxious drunken "can't let it go without an answer verified by their own eyes" women who assert their "right to know" regardless of our attempts to pass off their inquisitiveness with our usual amusingly ambiguous responses. Luckily I am not often in the social setting with drunken women as I am not a typical kilted pubhopper, rather usually kilted out and about or at work or at an event, and typically with people I know who are usually dead sober and friendly and polite enough to not go beyond the asking. But you cannot avoid all the inconsiderates in the world I guess.

**Joshua** · 2nd March 12, 04:51 AM

I'm lucky I'm ugly then. I've only been accosted by 1 drunken bride during her bachelorette party that tried to snap an upkilt picture of my harbls.

I was kilt checked by an older Scottish woman at a Burns supper a few years ago, when I glanced around her husband looked at me and said "Now you see why I dinnae wear mine!"

**Father Bill** · 2nd March 12, 05:00 AM

Haven't had the problem yet; perhaps the circles in which I move; more likely the clerical collar.

**OC Richard** · 2nd March 12, 06:43 AM

Originally Posted by auld argonian

My considered advice to you is to just hurry up and get old....who the hell wants to kilt check a fifty or sixty year old guy? Okay...maybe a fifty or sixty year old woman who hasn't seen any action since Nixon was president

Getting old doesn't help. I'm up in my mid-50s and the "kilt checks" still happen... and the girls can be any age from teenagers on up to the type you describe... though as someone said earlier "the older the bolder!"

**Jackson** · 2nd March 12, 07:02 AM

I'm loving reading these stories and am building my repertoir of responses. I love the one, "Why, shoes and socks, maam!" That's great. I'm a relative newby and have only ventured out a few times. Have always gotten the positive comments, so far, and that has been great. As warmer weather approaches, I look forward to getting out and about much more often.

All us 60+ year olds need to band together!

Jackson

**Riverkilt** · 2nd March 12, 07:21 AM

Good point FM....thinking it through I do remember one most sober lady at a week long conference who was most taken with my kilts. She began passing me flirtateous notes and the interchange evolved to a most delightful level...she asked me to leave the kilt on....gotta love them romance novels - even if I don't read them.

**sailortats** · 2nd March 12, 07:31 AM

No, getting older does not stop the question or the looking. I will be 74 in a few more weeks and it still happens to me now and again. The problem is that most of the young ladies that do this are young enough to be my grandkids. How nice it would be to have one my own age ask the question.