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A few weeks ago I decided to wear a kilt whwhen I got dressed in the morning.
My wife said we were going to a state park in the afternoon. I didn’t flinch.
Not long afterwards, I found myself in a grocery store getting a quick lunch for our venture. Not a word was said.
When we got to the park, others were looking. I didn’t care that wearing Crocks might show off my polished nails. So to ease that question, the Crocs were off.
As we went for a short hike, the park ranger asked me an unrelated question. To my surprise there was no mention of the kilt. I was dreading that chat, as I walked up to her, as it was a good 25 mph wind and I didn’t wear anything under the kilt.
The only questions on the kilt were from my children asking why a kilt and not a skirt.
That’s life.
Claudia
2016_personal stories: Claudia C original post:
A few weeks ago I decided to wear a kilt whwhen I got dressed in the morning.
My wife said we were going to a state park in the afternoon. I didn’t flinch.
Not long afterwards, I found myself in a grocery store getting a quick lunch for our venture. Not a word was said.
When we got to the park, others were looking. I didn’t care that wearing Crocks might show off my polished nails. So to ease that question, the Crocs were off.
As we went for a short hike, the park ranger asked me an unrelated question. To my surprise there was no mention of the kilt. I was dreading that chat, as I walked up to her, as it was a good 25 mph wind and I didn’t wear anything under the kilt.
The only questions on the kilt were from my children asking why a kilt and not a skirt.
That’s life.
Claudia
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