Friday, March 13, 2009

It’s time for the wearin’ of the green…

So Tuesday is St. Patrick’s Day, and yes - with a name like Kevin Patrick it is expected, well required, to celebrate the wearin’ of the green. In Denver, our Paddy’s Day parade is on Saturday so tonight I’m getting the kilt ready.

Yep - I will be wearing a kilt tomorrow to the parade, just as I have done for the past 5 years.

Now how come I can feel comfortable on a nude beach but I don’t feel comfortable on the streets in a kilt?

And did I mention I have 6 of them?

I envy men that can pull them off. I wear them when I’m going out sometimes and on St’ Patrick’s day. I’ve seen other men wear them and they don’t care who looks at them and how they are perceived which is the reason I started buying them. I wanted them as a replacement for jeans sometime - I mean how cool is it to show up in kilt and not care what other people think of it? More so, I wanted to be a man secure enough to wear one. My problem seems to be that most men that have the guts to wear them look great in them and I’m still not quite sure I do. If you’re big and muscular and attractive and look like you don’t give a damn and would kick anyone’s ass for calling it a skirt you’ll be fine - be a tall, skinny, bald, middle-age queer and maybe you’re not pulling it off, maybe you’re a wanna be…

I exchanged a couple of emails with a guy on Blogger when I first started and I quickly became leery. This kid is 20-something, straight, attractive, and a nudist and I’ll be god-damned if he doesn’t wear a kilt when he has to put something on; Now I don’t want to be the stereotypical gay man by coughing up one-liners from old movies but to quote Scarlett, I was pea-green with envy.

I mean really, some guys get all the luck.

No really - a handsome kid that looks good in a kilt and isn’t worried at all about what other people think.

Some guys really do get all the luck.

Really.

I’m pulling out the kilt right after this rant and I will wear it but with a little remorse. This sentiment isn’t because I don’t have the best calves or because I really am Irish and right about now I’m as lily-white as they come, and a tan could do nothing but help this situation. No, I am remorseful because this 20-something kid is right because he truly doesn’t care about how he looks in a kilt or even realize that he’s one of those lucky people that can get away with just about anything - it’s because this kid wears it because he likes it and he doesn’t care what other people think and more than anything I am striving to be that type of person.

Envy sucks - It’s the one nasty emotion I feel as a nudist sometimes and now it’s surfaced because I passed an email or two to this very nice kid who just dropped in on my blog to say hey…

So to my kilted friend, I’ll work on the envy and attempt to mirror the ease with which you live your life and follow your passions, and realize that since you stopped by only to share a word about our beliefs in body-freedom I should remember that since you didn’t shriek at the way I looked naked maybe I should stop worrying about everything so much.

Eric, my naked buddy, stay regimental or better yet, be naked and thanks for maybe teaching an old man a lesson.