Mr. Pretty Legs Update

I have to say, I am very glad a few of you told me that if I was going to talk about the Mr. Pretty Legs competition, I had to go to it. I did go. And I am now able to answer the age old question: what do men wear under their kilts? Did I see more than I needed to see, you ask? Yes. But I'll get to that in a little bit.

Let me start from the beginning. As Katherine and I were walking into the tent, last year's Mr. Pretty Legs was being announced. We walked up to him and I congratulated him on having won last year, and asked for a picture. He agreed to it. Judge his legs for yourself in the picture on the left.

Then this year's contestants lined up to be judged! They were given sheep's head masks to cover their faces so the judges wouldn't be swayed, then as their numbers were called they strutted and danced all over the stage. I don't know if it was the masks, the alcohol, or the fact that they were being cheered on, but they were working it up there. (Am I allowed to say working it?)For the most part it was PG, maybe PG-13, but one guy pushed the limits and had to be reminded that this was a family show. Unfortunately, that reminder/reprimand came only after he lifted up his kilt to show us his rear! That was more than I needed to see. But I suppose it could have been worse. I thought you might like to see some of the contestants:

After all the contestants had a chance to show us why they should win, the final four were announced (the one on the far right is the nekkid-underneath dude).

And here's a video I took announcing the winner. Don't worry, I'm pretty sure you can't see anything! Afterwards Katherine and I took a picture with the winner (aka "the flasher"). He asked me if I wanted him to show his butt again (I'm censoring) and I quickly said, "no thanks! I already saw that once!" And he said, "they were asking for it! They wanted it!" I don't think anyone did, by the way. But I could be wrong.

I feel I should add here that I'm no stranger to kilts. My grandpa immigrated to the U.S. from Scotland and as a family we go to a Scottish festival every year. My dad served as a missionary in Scotland, my parents had a Scottish themed wedding reception, and one of my favorite movies is "So I Married an Axe Murderer" which has a Scottish undertone. But I've never seen kilts like I saw them tonight, and I mean that in both a good way and a bad way. I will say though, that it was definitely a fun evening, and one we won't soon forget!