Confused at their reaction, I could feel myself turning red and said again, "Really, those are great pants!"
Now all three of them were laughing.
Really confused, and now the color of the nearby roses, I was debating running away when one of the VERY kind groomsmen leaned over from the group next to us and whispered, "In the UK, 'pants' mean underwear or panties."
Shit.
I had just told the groom's uncle that I liked his underwear.
After I closed my mouth, I turned to the laughing men and sheepishly said, "TROUSERS, I like you TROUSERS."
Then shrugging, I pointed at myself and said, "Canadian, not my fault!" and walked away in search of people who understood my own language...
Walking past a group of kilted men on the way to the bar I had an "Aha" moment, as I realized that all the groom's friends who had been telling me that they weren't wearing "pants" (duh I had thought, I can see that you are in a skirt), were actually telling me that they weren't wearing...
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