Pay back time?

[Amelorn]

There's two ways to go:

1) If you are shameless, deck yourself and as many others as possible in Utilikilts. She would hate the kilt and the "rough" non-formal look of the utilikit. This is contingent on not caring what a large group of family and friends may think.

2) Crucify the woman with magnificence, luxury, and formality. Forget PC's. Go straight for a montrose or sherrifmuir (sp?) doublet. Drag out a fly plaid as well just to wow the guests. You'll be able to pass as an impressive highland lord, while the bride will have to keep her mouth shut in the face of the numerous compliments you receive or risk being exposed as a buffoon.

BONUS

Give a kilt as a wedding gift to the groom.

[CDNSushi]

Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Pick me! Pick me! I know!!!!

Picture this: TREWS! (In the MacLeod tartan, of course!)

2 words for you...

Loud MacLeod:

http://www.usakilts.com/store/tartan...&gazimage=1426

If you REALLY want to "bankroll the joke", buy some cheap kilts for the wait staff who serve the main course.

Or how about a Kilt Suit? It's not a tartan kilt, it looks nice and dressy and you can use it afterwards...

[Nighthawk]

oh ABSOLUTELY!

matter of fact...if you want friends with you...im game.

some people can be complete arsehats when they want to be...

Oh, seconded!! From someone who officiates kilted weddings. Man, I would have cancelled the wedding and eloped over that. I'd be enraged no matter what the clothing was! If it were the other way around- exchanging pants in favor of a kilt- I would have been enraged! It's not her day! It wasn't her call to make! Good gods! (OK... Rant over...)

[Nighthawk]

"Yes, I am here for the wedding. I'm with the bride's family."

Ron and Rocky give good advice.

As does Amelorn:

There's two ways to go:


2) Crucify the woman with magnificence, luxury, and formality. Forget PC's. Go straight for a montrose or sherrifmuir (sp?) doublet. Drag out a fly plaid as well just to wow the guests. You'll be able to pass as an impressive highland lord, while the bride will have to keep her mouth shut in the face of the numerous compliments you receive or risk being exposed as a buffoon.

BONUS

Give a kilt as a wedding gift to the groom.

Normally etiquette dictates that you never out dress the bride. Of course, she made a heinous breach of etiquette herself, so I say all is fair...

[Southern Breeze]

There's two ways to go:

1) If you are shameless, deck yourself and as many others as possible in Utilikilts. She would hate the kilt and the "rough" non-formal look of the utilikit. This is contingent on not caring what a large group of family and friends may think.

2) Crucify the woman with magnificence, luxury, and formality. Forget PC's. Go straight for a montrose or sherrifmuir (sp?) doublet. Drag out a fly plaid as well just to wow the guests. You'll be able to pass as an impressive highland lord, while the bride will have to keep her mouth shut in the face of the numerous compliments you receive or risk being exposed as a buffoon.

BONUS

Give a kilt as a wedding gift to the groom.

Number 2 has my vote.

[Nighthawk]

HEY!! You're in Wyoming? I'm with Hospitaller! I could join you! Reverend Nighthawk would be happy to make an appearance with you and your hubby.

I'm dead sexy.

[Carolina Kiltman]

A word from a veteran of a family feud. It really isn't worth it. My Maternal Grandparents were totally aghast at my Mother marrying my Father. I won't go into all the reasons, but my Father was only about 3 years younger than her Father and 21 years older than she. She was Church of Scotland, he was Roman Catholic.

I was well into my teens before there was any cordiality between my Grandfather and my Father. I think the fact that he brought the family to Mull for my Grandparent's 50th anniversary, and all the men were kilted helped. My Grandmother hated my Father to her dying day, even some 20 years after his death she would constantly make vicious comment about him to my Mother.

Be careful of starting something that you will regret later. I agree with Barb, completely.

[GDub]

Another vote for the Loud MacLeod! Because it's LOUD!

Actually, I love yellow and black together and every time I see Ron sporting his I think, "got to get me a MacLeod." Great tartan for the stage! Or an insurrection!

[Nighthawk]

A word from a veteran of a family feud. It really isn't worth it. My Maternal Grandparents were totally aghast at my Mother marrying my Father. I won't go into all the reasons, but my Father was only about 3 years younger than her Father and 21 years older than she. She was Church of Scotland, he was Roman Catholic.

I was well into my teens before there was any cordiality between my Grandfather and my Father. I think the fact that he brought the family to Mull for my Grandparent's 50th anniversary, and all the men were kilted helped. My Grandmother hated my Father to her dying day, even some 20 years after his death she would constantly make vicious comment about him to my Mother.

Be careful of starting something that you will regret later. I agree with Barb, completely.

Sounds like your feud was out of hatred and prejudice. This one seems to be in good fun... with a touch of mischief- which I am all or. No one was ever killed by a touch of good natured anarchy.

[Larry124]

A word from a veteran of a family feud. It really isn't worth it. My Maternal Grandparents were totally aghast at my Mother marrying my Father. I won't go into all the reasons, but my Father was only about 3 years younger than her Father and 21 years older than she. She was Church of Scotland, he was Roman Catholic.

I was well into my teens before there was any cordiality between my Grandfather and my Father. I think the fact that he brought the family to Mull for my Grandparent's 50th anniversary, and all the men were kilted helped. My Grandmother hated my Father to her dying day, even some 20 years after his death she would constantly make vicious comment about him to my Mother.

Be careful of starting something that you will regret later. I agree with Barb, completely.

I hear you. In my family it was the son of an all Irish-American (Lace-Curtain Irish they said) Roman Catholic family who married the daughter of a German born and Lutheran father and Irish-American mother (Shanty Irish they said). The principals took the feud with them to the grave.