I was kilted at a gig this past weekend. It was an Oktoberfest kind of thing with three bands all playing 2 sets. So we were there for several hours... Anyway I was NOT the only kilted man there--there was a guy with a badly broken in a UK (good choice I said to him as it was perfect for his condition). Anyway, I was the only kilted man wandering around with two good legs

During one of my visits to the Port-A-Potties there was a line. So I sauntered on just ahead of this big guy (bigger than me and I'm biggger than average) in a florescent green bike shirt. You know, zipped up safety green see-ya-for-a-mile kinda thingy. He looks at me, looks a my kilt (Ireland's Natl Stillwater standard!)... His look was obviously "slanted." So I said to him, "Dude, that's a VERY green shirt!!" LOL! Threw him right off balance. Then a Pottie opens up and he starts to go for it like he's going to take advantage of the guy in a "skirt." "Easy there Hoss!" I said to him in my best don't make a mistake you might regret voice, "That one's mine..." And I went in and did my business....

Wearing a kilt in a predominately bifurcated crowd is going to get some "attention." It just is.

Personally, I think you could have played along--if you have that kind of sense of humor of course. I realize it's hard to gauge when one is the only kilted person in the crowd....

For me. it's all fun. 'Cause I don't really give a rat's **** what other people think about what I'm wearing. Bravehearts come to mind.