R*belle pointed me to the next big thing in hot romance man fashion: Utilikilts.
Now, when my sister in law hiked the Appalachian Trail, she told the family that a LOT of the guys on the trail used to buy elastic waist, stretchy skirts at Wal-marts and Targets and wear them hiking, as they were less constrictive and much cooler for hiking. I’m also well aware that many a fine Scots, Welsh or Irish man has donned a kilt, to say nothing of formal wear kilts. Let’s face it – men in kilts can be hot damn sexy as anything.
But I’m not sure the Workman’s Model will catch on. If we renovate our house, and the workmen show up in a utilikilt? My jaw will drop, no question. But I might have to order Hubby a Mocker Docker-equivalent kilt for Father’s Day. You know, so he can wear it to the office and stuff. Funny thing is, I’d think it was kinda hot. He’d probably want to kill me.
I’m suddenly SO much more excited for my trip to Scotland in the fall. I’ve been listening to Runrig for days now.
Emily, Scottish men tend only to wear the kilt if it’s
(a) a formal occasion (e.g. weddings and some military uniforms include a kilt)
(b) a sporting event e.g. they’re off to watch a Scotland rugby or football match
(c) they’re busking and playing the bagpipes
(d) they’re in the tourism industry
You only very occasionally see anyone wearing a kilt for everyday wear. Also, despite what people might think after reading some Scottish-set historicals, most Scottish men are actually quite short, not huge giants who are well over 6 feet tall.
Kalen – Kinky Boots rocks, doesn’t it. Since I live in JAx, FL though, I had to go all the way home to NZ to see it though 🙂
Jeanne Laws blogged about this on the AOER blog a week or so back – she even scored a photo of what men don’t wear under their kilts!
Hubby got to wear the real deal in a Church in Oban, Scotland, for his best mates wedding – You’re all very right, done properly a kilt can turn a geek to chic 🙂
Utilikilt love. <3 Furry calves were made to be shared with the world.
What’s next? An “upkilt” phenomenon involving mirrors and/or cell phone cameras…
I’m all for respecting people’s personal space/not being creepily voyeuristic, but oh, the tempation. Add those ladders Phyllis mentioned, and it’s all over from there.
Mmmm kilts! My better half has been eyeing them for awhile. He’s got super awesome legs (the man runs miles a day and has killer calves… too bad the poor fella can’t get rid of his gut doing it… but that’s OK I love his snuggliness…) but he’s so pale it hurts. The man could be put ON the sun and just not TAN.
I still think if I saw him in one we wouldn’t leave the house. For awhile. A long while.
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If your stomach can take it there’s a giant collection of pictures on the Utilikilt website. There’s on verrrrrrrry hot boy roaming about London . . . and a lot of 400lb dudes wearing flip flops and trainers. *bleach in eyes now*
Lola: Please, God, tell me I’ve not inspired something burgundy. Red. Red. RED! Red, Charlie boy. Rule one: RED is the colour of sex. Burgundy is the colour of hot water bottles. Red is the colour of sex and fear and danger and signs that say “Do . . . Not . . Enterâ€, all of my favorite things in life.
Charlie: But they’re comfy.
Lola: Comfy? Sex shouldn’t be comfy. I don’t know what you’re used to makin’, but now you’re making sex. Two-and-a-half feet of irresistible tubular sex. I mean, that heel. For God’s sake . . .
Charlie: It won’t break. That’s what you wanted.
Lola: Not if it means looking like a Ukrainian peasant.
Ewan McGregor: License to Kilt.
Alert, kilt sighting this morning on Orange Line metro, Washington DC. Unfortunately the train was too crowded for me to observe whether he’d learned to sit correctly or how he fared on the clothing alert levels.
(snort, staff49. Right.)
My Grandfather was in the Black Watch. They used to have a kilt apron that they wore to protect their Kilts from getting dirty when they were cleaning weapons, etc. That’s what the utility kilt reminds me of.
My son is wearing the Kilt to his Grade 12 graduation.
Now, how do you know if he’s a MacDonald? Lift up his kilt and see if he’s got a 1/4lber…
Let me cut right down to it here!
Kilts are hot.
The utility-thingy…Yeah, really does it.
Probably has to do with kilt, nice legs, hot buns (and wearing a kilt really do require the right kind of bouncy cheeks) and the ability to know when and where to apply any given tool…
Ok. I’ll be in my bunk…
Ah, but the important thing is that Emily has been listening to Runrig. But, yeah, kilts not always so prevalent in Scotland, but depending on where Emily is headed, she could see some.
And while I agree the modesty snaps are troubling, I have seen some horrid boxers (purple with pink polka dots – really) poking out from folks who don’t know how to sit properly, so I am in favor until we get that licensing thing going.
Oh, and it’s the workman’s model that’s most popular among the guys I know (did you see the demo about how many beers it can hold?).
All right, I’m coming out of the closet here… I don’t get the whole “kilt = OMG HOTTT” thing and never have. Dunno why they’re apparently so much sexier than shorts. Maybe I’m hormonally stunted, because all these kilt sites really do nothing for me. Someone explain to me why they’re so hot, because I just don’t get it!
I spent a weekend at Celebration of Celts and never saw so many knees in my life. Ohh. My. Better than a day at the beach.
That said, it was amusing to get a ride (a car ride!) from four guys—all of us crammed into a Honda, and me the only one wearing pants.
All right, I’m coming out of the closet here… I don’t get the whole “kilt = OMG HOTTT†thing and never have.
Me neither. I also don’t completely get the Scotsmen=OMGsexy thing either! Some Scotsmen are sexy but it’s not an automatic ticket, and I’m afraid there are more Rab C Nesbitts than Ewan McGregors north of the border.
Of course, I bow to no one in my adoration of David Tennant, in a kilt or out of it (oh boy!). But just saying ‘Och!’ a lot and wearing a skirt…er, no, doesn’t work for me…
I also don’t completely get the Scotsmen=OMGsexy thing either! Some Scotsmen are sexy but it’s not an automatic ticket
Ah, but that’s because you’re thinking about real Scotsmen. I suspect that when a lot of Americans say ‘Scotsmen=OMGsexy’ they’re thinking of Scotsmen as depicted in romance novels and some films. It’d be like women in the UK saying ‘Oh, cowboys! They’re so hot and I just love the American accent’. Of course, real cowboys didn’t all look the handsome heroes of Western romances, or the good guys in Westerns, but that’s something that can be ignored by someone who’s never met any real-life cowboys. And it does make sense, because if I were to judge all American men by what I’ve seen on screen, I’d assume they all look like movie stars.
Christ, if only. 😀
I’m a leg woman, myself. Legs and buns. So I’m going to enjoy kilts more than most, probably. Nice wide shoulders are lovely, too, but completely optional if you’re working the buns. Sigh….
I’ve seen lots of Utility kilts around Scotland (I think “utilikilts” sounds dumb.) and they’re a nice modern turn on the classic. I see them worn with hiking socks and construction boots. Who’d have thought men in the noughties would bring back slouchy socks as a fashion?! Even the goth guys wear black slouchy socks. It’s awful cute.
It’s true that a lot of Scotsmen are medium build. It’s also true that there seems to be a lot of six foot tall women around here too. I often wonder if they’ve come other lands seeking the romance novel perfection of Big Hairy Scotsman.
Interestingly, I see these a lot in Portland. I have one friend who always wears them. In fact, he got “Hippocleides Doesn’t Care” tattooed on his thigh upside down, so that when he does a handstand his utilikilt falls down and—yep—you can read the tattoo.
He’s known as “the guy in the skirt,” but I think they’re awesome. I want one myself, but they’re expensive!
Utilikilts are awesome. I’m a chick and I got one (screw the gender thing). Don’t tell me you never wanted an outfit with enough pockets so you could skip bringing a purse.
Yes, I’m from NorCal.
An actual conversation I had with my mother a few hours ago, and must share:
Mom: Do you know what a Scotsman wears under a kilt?
Me: Lipstick, if he’s lucky.
Mom: I don’t understand. Lipstick?
Me: …. never mind.