What is this condition that I have? The more I wear the kilt the more I want to wear the kilt. The more kilts I have the more kilts I want.
Don’t get me wrong, the utility kilts and sport kilts are great but I am a sucker for a heavy weight tartan kilt, it’s just something about them, it’s almost spiritual. I mean I seem to stand taller and walk with a swagger when in one. Do you know what I mean? It’s just the confidence that I obtain when in one and it carries over to other aspects in my life.
If you’ve been out, then you know the feeling, don’t you? At first it is apprehension, almost paranoia, but the longer you kilt the stronger you feel, almost bullet proof. You finally get to where you don’t pay attention to the looks and sneers and rude comments from the small minded idiots that you occasionally run into. But when you get the good ones and the inquisitive ones and are able to educate others on the empowerment of the kilt, it makes you feel great.
The children are great they have no preconceived visions of kilts and their questions are always so pure, even though their parents may not share their outlook on life. I love answering their questions. Who knows maybe they will embrace the kilt later on due to our little Q&A.
My children are grone and pretend to be embarrassed by me, but I know better. Whenever kilted around them and their friends they always make sure I’m seen, and the young adults always seemed to be impressed. They always ask who, what, when, where, why. Another opportunity to educate.
Well, forgive my rant, but maybe some of you feel the same way I do. Maybe someone reading this will be inspired to go forth into humanity and help educate the ill-informed.