My wife and I attended our first Celtic and highland games festival several years ago. Of course I was wearing my usual jeans and tee shirt. There were all of these guys walking around in kilts, so many that I was pretty sure they weren't all competotors or vendors. I was starting to feel jealous of how comfortable they looked and how I noticed the women (my wife included) staring at them. Then in the UK booth, she suggested I try on a UK. I did and although I loved how it felt, I just didn't think it looked like a kilt. I told her I liked the tartan kilts better so she said, "so, buy one", and the rest, as they say is history.
"A day spent in the fields and woods, or on the water should not count as a day off our allotted number upon this earth."
Jerry, Kilted Old Fart.
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