Last weekend--like most, I was kilted the entire time. Saturday night was opera and dinner with my wife and our friend. Sunday was a kirking of the tartans. I had two very different experiences. At the opera I had a few pleasant comments. After the show we walked across the street to a VERY nice upscale place for food and drinks. I'm using the head when a gentleman of about my age--but a few more drinks under his belt than I says a litany of the usual cross-dress etc comments. I let him finish as I washed my hands and then turned to him and said, "I'm not sure how you found the means to enjoy this fine establishment, but obviously, however you've attained this--it didn't buy you a bit of class".

The next day was pure kilted joy at the kirking of the tartans conducted by our local St. Andrew's society.

Today it's off to the museum, fine art film theatre and dinner. All whilst kilted. I'm sure to get a mix of responses. I've wore a kilt long enough now to not let the negative comments get under my skin too much--and see the positive comments as a chance to be an 'ambassador' for we kilities