A few weeks ago I seemed to have more courage and I went to the supermarket a couple of times fully en femme. Well, the courage waned so today I was there in drab. I picked up a bottle of CoverGirl makeup along with my groceries and went to my usual checkout line. The gal there is always very nice. She was pleasant when I was there as Donna Marie, never letting on she knew me (although I thought she probably did). This morning confirmed it - she scanned the makeup and said, "Now, are you sure you got the right shade?" And she said it with a smile. I smiled back and said, "I'm pretty sure. But you never know, you never know." So, no secret there, but no hassles either.
As an aside, I am definitely NOT sure about the shade - I wanted to try a darker shade to see how does on beard shadow.