Monday, November 05, 2007

Wet Woollen Wonders

I normally don't put up pictures of myself and referring to my Halloween costume so late after the actual event borders on attention-whoredom, but I hadn't had a chance to comment yet. And as I need to post today and I haven't totally worked out what happened yesterday in my head, I figured today would be as good as any.

See, most of this costume is not mine. The socks, Aberdeen shirt, and Aye, Jimmy hat all belong to my brother. But the kilt... well, the kilt's all mine.

Why I spent $80 on a kilt that I'll rarely be able to wear is hard for even me to explain. That is my tartan (albeit of the hunting family) and that is my clan pin on the lower left-hand side, but the chances of me finding a reason to go to class in this are very far in between. And, dammit, wool is itchy. The last wool scarf I bought is still hanging-- unused-- in my closet because I can't bring myself to put it around my sensitive neck.

Although, wool does smell nice when wet. Kind of like a clean barnyard animal. But that's besides the point.

I think the reason I spent so much money was because I was coming to the end of my stay in Scotland. It was my last day in Edinburgh. For the year. And I stood in the midst of the Edinburgh Woolen Mill, cash on my debit card, and the soon-to-be-mine kilt.

Oh, the temptation was too much. I usually don't get too into retail therapy, but leaving the place I had called my home for five months sort of pushed my reserve out of the window.

I miss the rain that was never too cold or too warm. I miss all those damn sheep. I miss Hamish the Hairy Coo. I miss the unintelligible accents. I miss the lochs. I miss those damn hard assignments. I miss my little room. I miss the amazing highland water. I miss the wonderful public transportation. I miss the year-round, preternatural green. I miss Scotland.

My only recourse: spritz some water on my woollen kilt and breathe in deeply, then dream of my adopted home.

K.

6 comments:

  1. I would love to go to Scotland. And you're totally allowed to splurge once in a while.

    Especially on a kilt as hot as that one!

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  2. Rachel: You totally need to go. One of the best countries in the world.

    Aaaaaaand, thank you. I do love that kilt.

    K.

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  3. I knew something was missing in my life but I couldn't quite place it. I totally need a kilt.

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  4. gwyn: Kilts fill that little tartan hole in your life. That itchy, itchy hole.

    K.

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  5. What a great post! I love Scotland too. My surname is Ettridge which originates from the celtic for "The land between two waterfalls". I live in England but have visited Scotland on a number of occasions, and personally think it is one of the most amazing places on earth.

    I have not yet plucked up the courage to try the Kilt. You look pretty cute in yours!

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  6. getty71: Ooh, cool! And I think everyone needs a kilt!

    K.

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