I'm a part time crossdresser, so you'll usually find me in male mode. Ok, sometimes there's a little underdressing, but only panties, never a bra.
I had a physical therapy appointment this morning. It was my first one, so I knew it was going to be an evaluation, so I didn't underdress in a panty, but I expected to keep my shoes or at least my shocks on.
Why is that important you ask. Because my socks are covering up my bright blue nail polish.
So the therapist (GM) calls me over to his table, and what do you think the first thing he says is? "Lets get started. Take off your shoes and socks." I was about to negotiate and see if I could keep my socks on, but I decided that it would just make it look like I wasn't ashamed of my nail polish. So, I took off my shoes and socks. The therapist kind of did a double take, but then just went on with his business.
The eval took about 30 minutes, and when he was done, he said just grab your shoes and socks and I'll turn you over to the guy who will work on your exercises. I thought he said to put on my shoes and socks, and I started doing just that. When he saw me putting on my socks, he said, "You don't have to do that. Just pick them up and bring them over here." And I did.
It's a very small office with the tables very close together. All the therapists must have seen my blue nails and most of the patients too. I usually like to be more in control of my exposures, but this time I just had to own it.
In restrospect, I wouldn't have done anything different. I didn't have either the time or the inclination to take off my nail polish. I knew I was taking a calculated risk, but there was not any problem, except overcoming my own "shame".
Here's the story of getting my toes painted along with a picture