how other fashionable males view about kilts

[Colin]

Hey now- just because something is highbrow, affected or faddish doesn't make it feminine or gay. When I think of a man getting manicures or wearing silk shirts, I think of James Bond... and if you're saying Sean Connery isn't manly...

Sean Connery has also been very vocal in his believe that hitting women is ok. While I think the man is a very entertaining actor, he is not someone I would strive to be like. Yes, James Bond may have been a pampered charactor (in resent films at least), but he wasn't afraid to get dirty and break a nail. James Bond went downhill when Connery left and has failed to achieve the macho attitude and carisma since than. For example the new Bond is a blond. I think the Broccolli family is grasping at holding on to a dying franchise. Better to strat over (think Batman Begins) with a younger actor that can start at Bond's beginning. Dougray Scott, Gerard Butler, or Clive Owen would have been the better choices

Here's to the Retrosexuals!!!!

[bubba]

Remember, there is a big difference between fashion and style. Styles tend to be around awhile but fashions change overnight and sometimes in some peculiar directions. The way we tend to wear our kilts isn't fashion, it's a style and I sure don't want to see kilts become a fashion because what'll develop will likely turn our stomachs.

[Kiltman]

Remember, there is a big difference between fashion and style. Styles tend to be around awhile but fashions change overnight and sometimes in some peculiar directions. The way we tend to wear our kilts isn't fashion, it's a style and I sure don't want to see kilts become a fashion because what'll develop will likely turn our stomachs.

Amen!

[Angus MacSpey]

Now this is a highly entertaining thread! Especially loved the Retrosexual Code.

Now, if more baby boomers knew that code, there wouldn't be so many nancy boys out there who inhabit such boards as contained such lame opinions about the kilt.

"Dandy" is what I believe such males (I hesitate to use the word "men") were once called. They primp and tease and prance about like peacocks in mating season - completely unaware that peahens will discard them the instant a more colorful cock comes along.

The opinions there concern me not in the least. Nor do the opinions of any others who might deride the kilt. They "dress up" to go out on Friday night by wearing pre-washed, pre-dirtied, pre-stained, pre-ripped, pre-oiled jeans (i.e. ones that I would be embarassed to wear while doing an engine overhaul in my garage) they paid $250 for, pink striped satin shirts tailored for female figures (another $300), $300 shoes (hand-sewn on the thighs of Cuban virgins), and of course, some extremely feminine smelling cologne.

In fact, they wear whatever Madison Avenue tells them to wear. The key word in "slave to fashion" is SLAVE. And every one of them, without batting a curled eyelash, will tell you he's just showing his INDIVIDUALITY.

Just exactly, precisely, like everyone else.

So just who are the fools?

And just to sum it up, I would rather spend my drinking time with any of you hard-assed, Retrosexual, bearded, beer-and-scotch-drinking, kilted MEN, than even look at a nail-polished nancy. We'll go for a pint, and while the dandies bat their mascara-ed eyelashes at the lassies, said lassies can look over at us - and blush.

Prost!

[Rob Wright]

Now this is a highly entertaining thread! Especially loved the Retrosexual Code.

Now, if more baby boomers knew that code, there wouldn't be so many nancy boys out there who inhabit such boards as contained such lame opinions about the kilt.

"Dandy" is what I believe such males (I hesitate to use the word "men") were once called. They primp and tease and prance about like peacocks in mating season - completely unaware that peahens will discard them the instant a more colorful cock comes along.

The opinions there concern me not in the least. Nor do the opinions of any others who might deride the kilt. They "dress up" to go out on Friday night by wearing pre-washed, pre-dirtied, pre-stained, pre-ripped, pre-oiled jeans (i.e. ones that I would be embarassed to wear while doing an engine overhaul in my garage) they paid $250 for, pink striped satin shirts tailored for female figures (another $300), $300 shoes (hand-sewn on the thighs of Cuban virgins), and of course, some extremely feminine smelling cologne.

In fact, they wear whatever Madison Avenue tells them to wear. The key word in "slave to fashion" is SLAVE. And every one of them, without batting a curled eyelash, will tell you he's just showing his INDIVIDUALITY.

Just exactly, precisely, like everyone else.

So just who are the fools?

And just to sum it up, I would rather spend my drinking time with any of you hard-assed, Retrosexual, bearded, beer-and-scotch-drinking, kilted MEN, than even look at a nail-polished nancy. We'll go for a pint, and while the dandies bat their mascara-ed eyelashes at the lassies, said lassies can look over at us - and blush.

Prost!

Right On!

[GlassMan]

Damn you foreigners don't understand the best things in life! :-D
When we keep the kilt meeting in Finland you should get ready for sauna in every night!
(And don't forget snow baths and icy-water swimming...) :-D

I think the difference in opinion about saunas comes from where we've both grown up. You grew up in Finland where it's nice and cold, so the hot sauna seems like a great idea.

I spent much of my childhood in South Texas where it was often over 110 degrees and almost 100% humidity for much of the summer. I can remember my father carefully scrapping black dots off the car after a drive because the day was so hot that the asphalt in the roadway had melted and was being kicked up by the tires.

I used to love to go visit my mother at the medical school where she worked and stand in the giant walk-in freezers. When it's a sauna outside for most of the day, the idea of climbing in a sauna for pleasure seems downright diabolical.

Now, if it's -20 degrees F outside, I'd bet a sauna would be mighty attractive.

[davedove]

"Dandy" is what I believe such males (I hesitate to use the word "men") were once called. They primp and tease and prance about like peacocks in mating season - completely unaware that peahens will discard them the instant a more colorful cock comes along.

I hadn't even thought of the "Dandy", but that is so very true.

[Big Paul]

Here's to being a Retrosexual!

Long live Sir Sean!

[GMan]

I just like "styling" in my kilt!

[Rigged]

After spending some time on that fashion forum, I'm very pleased that I'm not fashionable.