Well, today we went to Kohls to get a sweater for the holidays, so I was wearing my kilt, and as I was about to leave, my son decides he wants to go to. The only outfit downstairs at the time was his kilt and a tshirt, which was quickly on him, and away we went. No odd comments, some nice friendly people, and all that, the funny thing is when we get home, he takes off his coat then 'rips' (velcro sounds like ripping) off the kilt and gives it to me saying "I done with my kilt now, you hang it back up please?"

But that's still an improvment over not go outside in it. (Plus it was snowing today.)