And he looked mighty good in it, if I say so myself.
He had to basically assemble his kilt attire, which involves several specific accessories.
We had fun with a little photoshoot outside our flat before we took off for the wedding!
But then you've got a gorgeous granite cathedral and kilt-clad gents, which are not-so-subtle reminders that we were clearly in Scotland for the newlywed's special day.
What did Mike carry inside his sporran (which is Gaelic for purse, by the way)?
So glad you asked.
Let's see... there was a cell phone, a flask and some money. Everything you need!
The photographer snapped a couple cool photos of all the guys who wore kilts to the wedding, standing behind the bride. Neat, huh?
Here we are with the groom!
There was a lot of dancing and singing...
And pipers piping.
Congrats to the happy couple! And thanks for our true Scottish wedding experience!