I have finally managed to go out dressed during the daytime. Not round to b/fs, but out shopping (Tesco of all places), along the seafront walking my dog, and photographing.
I started to get an 'itch' that kept saying "Oh just go out", and one day I just did that. First of all to the seafront to walk my dog, then into Tesco to do the grocery shopping and pick up some makeup.
I had made my mind up that I was no longer worried if I didn't completely pass as fem. I'm not too bad looking as fem, but not 100% convincing. I had begun to realise that half the people in the street don't even look at you, and them that do would still have to work out whether or not I was real fem or not. So suddenly it didn't seem to be too big an issue.
What was so surprising was that it didn't feel "exciting" with a capital E. Strangely it felt normal and gently pleasant.
An assistant in Tesco pointed out an empty til, she didn't show any sign of 'spotting' me. People on the seafront didn't 'spot' me, and a few days later when I was out photographing, one young woman waited until I had completed a picture before crossing the camera's path. I thanked her, and she too didn't show any signs of noticing.
Maybe they did and were too polite, or maybe they just didn't twig that I wasn't truly fem. But, that was what I'd guessed might happen - it wasn't traumatic.