I will never forget one of the first nights I went kilted to a bar. I was with my wife and two of her female friends, not bad numbers if I do say so . When leaving the bar and walking amongst the drunks one idiot yelled nice skirt. Someone in the crowd, unknown by us, yelled at him its a kilt and he is with women and you are alone! Many other comments have been heard since but I will always remember that drunks face.