October is International Kilt Month.

[damnedtoelysium]

Working at an advertising agency sometimes gives you perks: the occasional sojourn to an exotic location for commercial-shooting, for instance, or an expensive lunch on the company account. However, what you get most often is swag, and while Rhad usually hoards the product samples he can glean from work, with this particular item he's decided to

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[fromwayback]

*reads the sign and laughs before throwing up his hands* All right, cousin'o'mine. I'm game. Kilt me.

[damnedtoelysium]

Excellent! *looks through the rack for a moment before thrusting an Irish kilt, Tipperary tartan, into his hands* This is very "you," no?

[fromwayback]

It's me enough. *and shall make his way off to change somewhere that doesn't make him out to be as immodest as some of his siblings before returning for approval* Well?

[damnedtoelysium]

*bah, it's not like Rhad would care, anyway* *gives him a thumbs-up* Very very sexy. You'll have girls clinging to it like lint.

[fromwayback]

Ha. Well, that'd be a new experience. Now. To go talk or alternately blackmail a few other family members into one and my day will be made.

[damnedtoelysium]

Ahh, just tell them it's easier to flash innocent passersby in 'em.