I went to a Christmas party with my wife and her family this weekend. The hostess works with my mother-in-law. I had never met the host before. They are a lovely couple from Great Britain. I introduced myself to the host, simply as Seán, to which he replied, "nice to meet you Seán, where's your kilt?"
My only pair of hose needed washing, and it was far too cold for regular socks, so I wore pants that night.

Apparently I can't go anywhere in pants anymore...