After a dress-up session, I thought I had removed the blush from my cheeks along with all the other femme traces. I didn't. I went to a corner store to get some coke and the man at the counter said, 'You're one of them aren't you?' I just had this blank stare because I didn't know what he was talking about - until I got home and happened to look at my reflection in the mirror. Oh well. Lesson learned.