I should just go for it, shouldn't I. I was stood at the top of my street last night in my kilt and a lass i know drove pass gobsmacked pointing at me. It felt good. I was with a mate and i told him about the reactions you get and he asked me to make a kilt for him as i told him i wanted to make my own, then he said the day he gets the kilt we'll go drinking in the town, suited and booted. So it is coming.