Well now after being kilted a total of 26 hours and hating to take it off to go to bed, I can say that it took me about an hour to get comfortable. I am still concerned as to if my belt and sporran are straight and that I haven't messed up my pleats from the car or bathroom, but it feels so good! I believe I have a form of Aultism known as Asperger's, I have not been formally diagnosed as such, but my doctor thinks so too, but would have to do "tests" to verify it lol. I have problems in crowds and physical touching (hugs and people being in "my space"), but fortunately I am of a high enough functional level to have recognized that some of my feelings were not normal and have worked on them for many years to be able to express myself to new people and be as outgoing as possible (years of being a salesperson for my father's business help greatly too). So I can kinda say that a kilt is part therapy, as there is no way to not attract attention both good and bad. Fortunately for me from years of being picked on and having an older brother, I have a fairly think skin and have developed a wall or blinders that keep me from noticing other people especially in stores. I hate running into people I know and being stuck talking to them for 20 minutes in the middle of Walmart when I went in to get something I needed real quick. I have walked past family members and never noticed them lol. I forsee the kilt helping me to be more normal, heck the first day I was hit with everything from "you play the bagpipes?" right outside of USA Kilts to "the question" in a restaurant. You just really have to get in the mindset that the only thing that matters is what you think (and your significant other if you have one). I could care less that a group of young people laughed when I was using the bathroom kilted, they do not matter to me and you can't fix ignorance. I could have ripped them a new one about their hats being on backwards and their pants are down so far they are showing butt crack, but in the larger scheme of things, do they matter or affect my life in anyway other than they are occupying the same restroom I am? Nope so they are classified in my mind as a "non-entity" and I move on.