Are They In A Fog? Have I Been Invisible??
So I've had my Antarctica kilt for about six weeks now. I've worn it around town a couple times and at least once to work. I've yet to have anyone comment on it or even mention it.
Of course my expectations were lots of compliments...wrong...
Loving the tartan I've been amazed that no one commented on such a beautiful tartan. Sort of chalked it up to lack of kilt sophistication here in the Canyonlands.
Today I figured what the heck and kilted up for work in the Antarctica again. As soon as I walked into work the ladies started raving about it. "Is that a new kilt?" "I really like that tartan." And they were wild about the way the back was pleated.
Then, after work a really sleazy Red Neck schizo-tweaker looking guy stops me in the parking lot and goes bananas over the kilt and tartan too. Shakes my hand and starts telling me all about his Irish heritage. I'm wanting to go home, I'm tired...and I have a sudden urge to find some alcohol based hand cleaner. He wants to yap on and on and on.
So, like, where were these people all the other times I've worn this kilt?

Had this same shirt on and same sporran only added pushed down white soccer sox with white Z Coil shoes.
Ron
Who just can't figure it out...
Ol' Macdonald himself, a proud son of Skye and Cape Breton Island
Lifetime Member STA. Two time winner of Utilikiltarian of the Month.
"I'll have a kilt please, a nice hand sewn tartan, 16 ounce Strome. Oh, and a sporran on the side, with a strap please."
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