I live in a small town in the high desert canyonlands of the Colorado Plateau. People here are a mix of Navajo, LDS, Redneck, tourists, Polygamists, and retirees.

When my first kilt arrived I strapped it on and went forth...I just don't care what others think of my choice of clothing. That's my decision made for my reasons.

As someone's signature points out, my friends are my family of choice. Most could care less. Most I got was some expected teasing...but that's THEIR stuff, not mine. I have learned a LOT about the people in my life from how they CHOOSE to treat me whether I'm kilted or panted.

And God help me, I do enjoy the rush of walking into a restaurant or other public gathering kilted. Seeing folks give "the look." Its a kick to consciously put a little extra sway into the kilt

Ron