The very first time I wore a kilt was at work on Halloween. It was a rented Prince Charlie formal outfit, and it was authentic, right down to the flashes and sgian dubh. I wore it because it was the only way I could do so at work, and because I was interested in buying one and wanted to gauge public opinion. I am pleased to say that wearing it was such a positive experience that I've since purchased the P.C. and Argyle jackets, Gordon Tartan, and all the appropriate accessories. As a hotel concierge at the time, it felt as though it was what I should be wearing, and the reaction of the hotel guests was overwhelmingly positive. How could that be a bad thing? It wasn't worn at a party and it was done with the utmost taste. I probably made a mistake wearing it to the masquerade party recently where I was "lifted" twice, but that was not a costume party and I felt good wearing it. Again, how could that be wrong? I am wearing my kilt at every chance I get, and I'm learning a great deal about human nature and other people's insecurities. Somehow, you become a student of human behavior when you wear a kilt, and it can be a real eye-opener. I say wear it with pride, good taste, and passion wherever and whenever you please. It won't take long for your friends and family to realize that this isn't a phase you're going through.
Cheers!
RB