Enough is enough!

[auld argonian]

You know, I've taken an approach that was suggested by a post that I read here early on. One of the Kilted Brethren wrote that he worked at a day care center or a pre-school or something like that and that he fer-sure wore shorts under his kilt as children were present. It is very unlikely in my life and times that I'm going to be anywhere where children are NOT present; thus I take it upon myself to forgo the pleasure of going regimental. Sorry if I'm not "holding up the side" but I'd rather hear some kid say "I saw your shorts" than "I saw your winky" and thus get into a situation that might lead to my having to register with my local constabulary whenever I re-locate. This isn't the Highlands and this isn't the 18th century...we live in a different world.


But fortunately, they make shorts in colors other than white nowadays. I spotted a pair of boxers the other day that were in a small Hunting Stewart pattern...perfect for my USAK casual...except they were Nautica and thus $12 a pair....$12 for a pack of three I could understand...so I'll surf the sale on those puppies.

So indulge yourself in some black boxer-briefs and fear no icy patch...don't get overly concerned about whether or not you're "keeping it real"...don't let something like that keep you from wearing the kilt whenver you want.

Best

AA

[GlassMan]

I tend to forgo the joys of being fully liberated down there (regimental) because I spend so much time seated or in a wheelchair. Wheelchairs don't let you really get a good leg spread so the sporran can't fall well between your legs and hold a kilt down. That means that if a good breeze comes at me or if whoever is pushing me decides to go to the races, I have found my kilt lifting up. So for the comfort of others I wind up wearing a pair of micro-fiber boxers under my kilts.

[sav]

Nick,
Go for it! You won't regret it! (hopefully...) ;)

[Blu (Ontario)]

Today I donned the kilt after far to long a time in trousers. A couple weeks, actually...

Last weekend, I wore one of my "tanks" out to a nice restaurant for dinner... It was the first time I'd strapped a kilt on in over a month. It just seemed to work out that way somehow.

Must be the winter Blaaahhhhhs!