Thankfully, I have only had to attend two funerals since I began wearing kilts, the first was for the Grandmother of one of my best friends. Since I have known many members of this big family for decades, and this lady was a second generation Irish American, a famine family, I thought it would be OK to sport my Ireland's National kilt. I wore it with a charcoal argyll & waistcoat , charcoal hose, green tie and flashes. There were like 60 people at the chapel and graveside, most of them family. I kind of hung back, and though the folks I didn't know looked at me a bit, no comments either way. When we got to the lunch afterwards at the fellowship hall, everyone was interested and complimentary, when they'd ask about the tartan, I'd say it's in honour of our roots etc., we talked about family history a lot, so all good!
The second time was at a service for a well known guy in the motorcycle industry here. I was all ready to catch some crap, but I've been in the business here for almost 20 years, they all think I'm nuts anyway!
Order of the Dandelion, The Houston Area Kilt Society, Bald Rabble in Kilts, Kilted Texas Rabble Rousers, The Flatcap Confederation, Kilted Playtron Group.
"If you’re going to talk the talk, you’ve got to walk the walk"
Originally Posted by thoth51
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