Okay, here is the deal. A few weeks ago I saw my Grandmother for the very first time during which I was wearing a kilt. She was up front that she didn't like it, stating quite clearly that I looked like a girl from behind. My long hair wasn't helping. I laughed her off, just as I have been laughing off her hair comments for the past decade. As we were leaving, she mentioned to my wife that she didn't want me to wear a kilt when we came out in a few weeks to take her out for her 86th birthday. Karen also laughed, but she said later while we were driving home that Grandma was serious. I know the issue is that she doesn't relish the thought of being seen out with me in public.

That really bummed me out because it seems fine to buck society, perfectly normal to buck the parents. But, defy Grandma?! At first I figured that since it was the old girl's birthday I could capitulate and had myself resigned to doing so. But, as time has gone by, it has not been setting well with me. So, what to do??

Two things bear mentioning here. Primarily, my two children will be kilted, one boy and one girl, 5 and 7 years respectively. Secondly, my father will be there, and this will be our first meeting since I began wearing the kilt full time two months ago. As for dad, he expressed reservations about my wearing a kilt when I first mentioned my plans to buy one. He probably will not be thrilled seeing me in one and I want to get it out of the way where he and I are concerned, if that makes sense.

That sumptuous 13 oz kilt and green lovat tweed waistcoat from Kinloch Anderson are calling my name...


Any thoughts, o insightful group?

Mychael