At the age of 56 I look back on my years of wearing what I want and realize I have never given a tinkers darn about what people thought. From my years in cowboy boots and Wranglers to doing grunge before the word ever came down from Seattle to now wearing kilts. Ive never seen branding as an association to quality or status and felt comfort preceded looks any day. Jeans and t-shirts with overshirts in the winter, army surplus jackets and more have cluttered my wardrobe. I live in a college town where looks are quite important to both the young and the old. I would draw plenty of attention when I started wearing my East German Military knickers, both wool and cotton. Paired with thick wool socks and boots they are grand. Now I get the looks as I walk into a pub or store in my kilts. For the most part the reception has been fine, I still await the day someone decides to give me the "skirt" statement. For me I guess Ill never conform to what peer and commercial pressure put on me. When asked by a co-worker "when and where does one find the occasion to wear a kilt", ,my response was quite simple...
"Any time and any place I damn well want to."

I dont feel like Im the "old guy" doing weird things, Im just being myself. I often wonder what the other people are trying to be.....