The kilt, shoes and hose were mine, and I originally had thought I was going to be able to wear my tux jacket...but, man...I always forget how high my kilt fits. Instead, I had to go on the internet and rent a Prince Charlie jacket and vest. How cool of a world do we live in that I can go on the internet to Atlanta Kilts, and within a week have what I need in the mail? It wasn't cheap, but I think it was worth it.
Of course, I already had the best accessory in the world at the house with me.
It was a nice night. All the local arts groups put on performances, and there was beer and wine and munchies. And pretty girls in pretty dresses. As I expected, the masks didn't last all evening.