It's been almost two years since one big mouth at the Queen Mary games, in the Utilikilts booth made a snide comment about my wearing a kilt from another maker. It's all settled and done and I've not seen him since but still (it's the German temper I inherited from me Mom) ...
I sold my UK last night to bartender Autumn for $50 (usd).
I wish I would've though to bring a camera or at least my hell phone - in a black blouse, black tights and black leather boots that olive green kilt looks oh so good on her. If her bosses like the kilt night idea I foisted upon them she'll be wearing it.
I think next time somebody has the poor manners to bad-mouth anothers work I'll stampede a pipe band through their booth.
CT - refraining from playing revancha in Long Beach
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