I have never been one to be derisive about the "fringe" culture like (some) goths, tattoos, peircings, etc. I guess it's a combination of being an outcast when I was younger and the way I was rasied. Plus most of my friends are fringe types and I'm still a bit out there myself. But since wearing the kilt I have found myself even more tolerant and appreciative of the different styles that people choose to wear. As long as someone looks like they made an effort that morning I find myself admiring their boldness and how comfortable they seem in their own skin that they could wear such clothes in public.

For instance, this morning I stopped at a gas station and inside was a fellow with a huge cowboy hat, tight jeans, super tall lime green and brown cowboy boots, a bandana around the neck, and a "catfish" style Klingon mustache. At first I was taken aback but then I realized, "this is who this guy is. He looks very at home in these clothes." and I instantly couldn't picture him wearing anything else. Nor would I want to.

Now, though there is a limit to my acceptance (such as sleep pants in public but let's not get into the negatives here) I think this is a good sign of a growing maturity on my part (which was sorely needed) and the kilt is partially to blame. It seems the more confidence I have in myself and my choices the more willing I am to accept (within reason) the choices that others make as well.

Just thought I'd share,
Hugh