Haha also, the last bar I was in kilted was "The Palace" in Prescott, Arizona. This bar is an old 1800s bar from long ago, and let me tell you, I have never felt more eyes glaring at me than when I took a stroll through there. It wasn't all bad, as I was leaving I was able to say hey to another kilted chap on the walk out. As I noted in my OP, this was when the Highland games were in Prescott.