Has anyone ever flown en femme?

Now that I'm back from my trip, I can give my own perspective on flying en femme. It's only one experience, but I think it's a valid one.
To recap, initially, I was dead set on flying en femme b/c I just started going full time and began HRT (My handle hasn't been accurate for a few years now, btw.)
Well, I had enough people try to scare the crap out of me that I reconsidered. I know everyone was just being protective of me and I do appreciate that, but in hindsight, there was NOTHING to worry about.
What I finally decided to do was to go androgynous. So, I wore women's clothing, but nothing ridiculous or provocative. I didn't wear makeup or my boobs either. I wore orange terry shorts, a simple, white top, cute sandals, and I wore my hair in a pony w/ a matching scrunchy.
I'm not trying to be a smartaleck or trying to brag, but, my hair is long, and just wearing cute shorts and a simple top is enough to convince most people that I'm a woman, so that's the way I was received even though I wasn't even trying (outwardly). I DID speak as I do en femme, and behave in that manner, too, though.
NOBODY in ANY airport (Minneapolis, Salt Lake, or Phoenix) even raised an eyebrow. While en route, I was called Miss and Ma'am by both passengers and flight attendants. During my layover in Salt Lake, I am NOT making this up, I entered the men's restroom and was told by one man who was exiting that "THIS IS THE MEN'S". And then, having ignored him and continued on my way in, I was stared down by so many eyes that I actually put my hand up to my face and turned quickly to get out. The testosterone was like super charged in there, and I was NOT welcome.
So, I had to pee. So, I went in the women's. And that is where I went everywhere I went for the whole remainder of the trip.
I know this is long, and I apologize, but there's one other thing I MUST share.
With a few days remaining on my trip, I visited the Grand Canyon. Afterwards, I was so drained of energy that I ordered a pizza when I got back to my motel. That damn pizza put me in the hospital about 14 hours later b/c it made me so sick that I was losing fluids everywhere you can imagine.
SO, again, b/c I was sick, I didn't have any makeup on or a bra, and the emt's actually used conflicting pronouns to talk about me with the nurse at the hospital. So, the nurse finally looked at me and said, "Honey, will you tell me who's right, here?" So, I told her I'm TS and she heaved a sigh of relief and said, "thank you for clearing that up."
So, what did I learn? I learned that I'm damn lucky b/c I pass often even when I'm not trying, which was a huge confidence booster. Also, I learned that if you are just yourself, and you don't dress like a *****, people respect you. Finally, I learned that people deserve alot more credit than I ever imagined that they deserved.
Thanks for staying w/ me till the end here, girls.
Be smart, but give people a little credit out there. At least in the 3 cities I mentioned, my experience was stellar.
Hugs,
Chrissy