This past weekend was the third in a row that I've been able to get out and about in a kilt. The first was for a Ren Faire and second was an incredible, constantly-kilted weekend of hiking and brewfesting in VT (by the hazy end of that afternoon I was making ALL sorts of friends in my Utilikilt). I attended the Scotland Highland Games here in Connecticut last weekend for the first time. I had the great honor of being asked to march in with the MacPhersons, which is something I'll never forget. Last winter I finally joined the clan association and when I stopped by the tent to introduce myself to the representatives there they asked if I'd like to march with them during the opening ceremony. I wasn't so sure, but I'm very glad I did. Getting to parade past everyone following the MacPherson tartans was an amazing feeling. Creag Dubh!

I never did get to meet up with any of the Rabble at the games, but I think I saw Steve across the way with the Cunninghams during the opening ceremony, but he wasn't at his tent when I passed by later in the day. I was a bit disappointed with the vendors (no real quality items for sale) and the lack of a beer tent (I was hoping for a pint to enjoy while listening to the music) but the 2 helpings of bubble and squeak helped me carry on.

I have to say that thanks to all of the advice I've received here at XMTS I was very pleased with the outfit I put together for the day. I wore my muted MacPherson 5 yard kilt from Burnett's & Struth, a tattersall shirt, a navy sweater vest, a grey tweed jacket converted by our own VMac, charcoal hose and my black leathers. My attire made me feel confident as well as sure that I was doing the Scottish national garb proud. I just wish I had had a camera with me to get a photo to share here.