My wife doesn't like my crossdressing, so we're deep in the DADT world.
See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil is our mantra.
That being said, I can't always guess what she'll do next.
A couple of days ago, she was cleaning out her stuff. She gifted me a feminine bar of soap with lavender and basil scents. She also gave me a mineral that is supposed to balance my male and female sides. I personally don't believe that minerals have any special powers, but I will treasure the thought and carry it around with me.
On the other hand, she's been insistent over the last few days that I trim my nails. They were way longer than a typical male, but not nearly in the female range. But, I obliged her and cut them.
This last one is the most unusual. I'm mostly wearing tighty whitey men's underwear these days, but I don't have that many pairs left. Some of them tore in the crotch and I threw them out. I don't mind going to the ER in panties, but I wouldn't want to be caught in torn male underwear. LOL For as long as I've know her, like over 40 years now, I've often worn men's cotton bikini underwear, and I still have a large selection left. when I run out of tighty whities, I switch to bikinis until my white ones are washed. My wife will wash these, but she hides them from my daughter because she's afraid of what she'll think.
And they really are men's.