One day last week I was going to get my mail, bring in a recycle bin and get my paper from the driveway. I had put on a pair of men's pants and a shirt over my nightgown and robe and my smaller breast forms. I also was wearing men's shoes as well as my male glasses. My nails were polished, my mascara and some eye shadow remained and I had on my woman's watch.
Usually, I can do these errands without seeing any of my neighbors. However, this day, one of my women neighbors (she happens to be a bit nosy at times) came down her driveway and called for me to come over. I was holding my mail and was doing my best to not let my polished nails show. She wanted to tell me that she was the one who had been moving my paper off the driveway when I was gone for a weekend. Of course, I thanked her.
No mention was made of the feminine things I had on was mentioned. I find it hard to believe that she did not notice. Oh well, other neighbors have seen me come and go before and no mention has of been of that. One never knows what might happen.