
guestpost by The Crossbowman
I can usually be found wearing a kilt.
No, not at work, because my job requires the wearing of a uniform... but when I'm not working, I can usually be found sporting an American (or Canadian) made kilt.
Why? Oh, the reasons are myriad, but let me sum up the two most important reasons: First, because they are comfortable, and second, because, no bullshit, I love being the object of women's lust.
Oh, you heard me right... when wearing a kilt, more than one woman has nearly caused injury to herself or others while ogling. I have been followed in the mall, felt up in a semi-public place, and even been propositioned at Disney World (within the past week), while wearing a kilt.
This kind of stuff happens frequently... even when my wife is with me. Once, a woman asked her if she could borrow me for an hour.
Wearing a kilt is good for my ego, especially since I have entered my 40's and am staring middle age right in the eye. I am 20 pounds fatter than I ought to be, but am still strong and in decent condition, bad knees and the march of time, not withstanding. I regularly have women give me their telephone numbers etc... why? because of a few yards of fabric around my waist.

OK, some of you are having some image of Mel Gibson (well, maybe not Mel) or Liam Neeson from one of their movies in your head... but get rid of those notions right now, because, I'm not from Ireland, nor am I Scottish (although I have some ancestry from both of those places, among others). Nope, you'd never look at either of them and think of me... that's certain.
So, what is it about a man in a kilt? I'll tell you: A large segment of women in most western cultures (think Western Europe and North America) see a man in a kilt as a bit of of a risk-taker. A leader. A guy who doesn't give a rat's arse about what most people think. Western women, at the end of it, see a man in a kilt as a strong man that will slap them on the arse, bend them over and give them a little rough-and-ready, possessive love the way a man should do with his woman.
OK, I've appalled some of you. Too bad. It is what it is. I don't pretend that I do the caveman all of the time at home... but it certainly has it's place.
Get your man in a kilt... unleash his inner Highlander. He'll walk different. He'll feel different. He'll even screw different if you encourage him. Once you get him in a kilt... get him out *of his kilt... hell, do it while he is wearing his kilt, because that can be fun, too.
You'll thank yourself.
Trust me.
The Crossbowman













Rawr...Skirts are sexy on dudes. I get all Hot N' Bothered every time I see it.
Makes me want to bend them over and spank them. Then drag them off to my lair.
You can come on by in your kilt any time Crossbowman.
To model your skirt for my husband of course.
Wink,wink.
Posted by: Racy Red | August 28, 2007 at 02:56 PM
For me, the kilt is the grunge Pearl Jam dude or even the sexy Axl Rose (1990s Axl, not current day Axl) that gets me going when it comes to a kilt. That and the fact that weddings I attended in my 20s included men in kilts. Drunk young, hardbody men in kilts who liked to be taken advantage of by frisky twentysomethings.
Posted by: | August 28, 2007 at 04:27 PM
A little rough and ready? Me thinks I need to reevaluate my opinion of the kilt.
Posted by: MammaLoves | August 28, 2007 at 05:12 PM
Wow. Fascinating. The power of a man who is manly enough to don a skirt. Powerful, indeed.
Posted by: Kyla | August 28, 2007 at 11:31 PM
I've had my own personal experience with a man in a kilt. I'll admit, I was hesitant at first. I mean, really, what kind of man wears a kilt? And you are absolutely right that is the kind of man that will bend you over, slap your ass and give you a little rough and ready. And the easy access is just an added benifit.
Posted by: Ginger | August 28, 2007 at 11:45 PM
I second ALL of the above. Being Scottish myself, I'm a sucker for a man clad in kilt and garb, hold the Haggis.
Sadly, the Mr. would never don such a garment outside of Halloween. Which gives me a fantTAStic idea....
Posted by: EffedUpMother | August 29, 2007 at 02:35 AM
I married a Scot, and of course the kilt comes out for special events. ;-)
Posted by: ewe_are_here | August 29, 2007 at 04:03 PM
Um, so my friend Jess at http://jessalogic.blogspot.com/ sent me here, and, well...it's 'cause...
Dude, you got me all hot and bothered just reading this!! My husband is mostly Scottish; he wore a kilt in our wedding; I SO DIG men in kilts!!! Puuuuuuurrrrrrrr!!!
Posted by: Stephanie | August 29, 2007 at 04:51 PM
Sorry, not me. I think men have funny legs.
Posted by: min | August 29, 2007 at 07:59 PM
De-lurking to say - absolutely!! A man in a kilt is HOT.....
Posted by: Chris | August 30, 2007 at 02:28 PM
Ah, thank you ladies.
A hot man, with STRONG legs, in (and out ) of a kilt, is awesome.
Posted by: The Crossbowman | August 30, 2007 at 09:52 PM
Just found this, too:
http://lifewise.canoe.ca/Style/Trends/2007/09/04/4469178-sun.html
Posted by: kittenpie | September 11, 2007 at 02:24 PM