Strange as it may seem, I find the action of undressing from my femme attire somewhat satisfying.
Male stuff gets pulled off and thrown into a pile. Femme stuff is a process, a ritual.
Things have to be done in an order and with care. Hose is perhaps the prime example. Bra straps have to be slid off shoulders. Things get folded or hung up. The whole process is as femme as getting dressed.
Anyone else feel this?