Well, my extremely disapproving wife went away and took the boy for the weekend, so I decided, since she cant bitch about it, time to puff up my chest, tell the nerves to calm down, and hit the streets in my black original Utilikilt. Or the dirt as the case may be.

First outing was an easy one. PA Ren Faire Celtic Fling. Since about 35% of the men there were in kilts... going there was easy. Stopping at Dicks sporting goods before I got there though was a bit nerve wracking.

I'm sitting there trying on some new sandals, and a salesguy comes up to me.

Him: "Scottish invasion?"
Me: "Um... huh?"
Him: "The scottish invasion?"
Me: more confused... "What?"
Hiim: "The kilt..."
Me: "Yeah...?"
Him: "Forgot you were wearing it?"
Me: "No... what, have there been a lot of men in kilts in here today?"
Him: "No, why?"
Me: "Figured thats why you mentioned 'scottish invasion' that there were a lot of kilts in here today"
Him: "No, just you"

Needless to say that exchange just confused the hell out of me.

Celtic Fling was great. Had a blast. Saw the Amerikilts tent, and they had one in my size. I owned my black UK for 4 whole days, and the damn addiction set in. Bought myself a tan Amerikilt. GAH!

Afterwards on the way home I stop for some ice cream... walking into the place I see some girls glance my way... after I walk past, I hear a wolf-whistle from one of them. I am LIKING this kilt thing ;)

Next day, sitting at home lounging in the Amerikilt, doorbell rings. DOH! Neighbor! Me in a kilt! Well... time to grow some balls again... I answer the door. Neigbor wants to borrow my dremel, asks if it's a new fashion statement for me. I tell him about it, he says cool. Asks about the 'purse' thing in front, I tell him it's a sporran. "Ok, ok... kilt and sporran, not skirt and purse hehe" Ha ha funny thanks But we had a good laugh hes a good guy.

That night I wear it to the movies (Land of the Dead. It was ok. Romero should be ashamed for selling out though). In line buying a ticket, an ungodly cute girl comes up to me freaking out beyond belief about how absolutely f**king cool that is! Is that a kilt? Oh my god my whole family is scottish and they wear them for their formal events, but that's awesome! Whered you get it? Turns to her boyfriend, 'would you wear one?' he says sure. More 'totally fricking awesome! wow! That rocks! You rule!' I write down the amerikilts and utilikilts website address for them, and go into the theatre.

Next day at Home Depot, employee asks me is that a kilt. Yep. He says why? I said why not? He stood there for a moment, apparently confused by my puzzling response. Then talks my ear off for 20 minutes about his black scottish friend who cant be scottish because hes black, but god, he has 6 kilts and says hes scottish so he must be, and that he is native american because of the sunburn then shows me his tan lines and says and this is his irish because it's pale and freckely (eew... didnt need to see that). Ok, maybe the kilt is NOT as good as I thought... attracts cute girls... but also wierd Home Depot employees.

Anyway... then my wife came home and told me I look like a girl. Grr. This is gonna be a long fight over this. Unfortunately for her, I just ordered a UK workmans kilt. I do construction work in my spare time, and wore my AK tuesday night... comfy... but no damn pockets, and too light, could get torn on a stray nail. I'm now on my way to 3 kilts, and I've been a kilt owner for 8 days now. God help me.