So a few days ago I did something which is a rarity for me these days. I went out the house without a stitch of femme clothing on. I'd got a doctor's appointment and while I expected it to be a simple verbal interaction when you're in my more senior age bracket there's always the possibility that it turns in to. "As you're here, let's just check so if you'd just drop your trousers and underwear and bend over I'll just do a quick examination..."
And yes I know if I'd had been wearing knickers the Doc wouldn't have batted an eyelid and been totally professional but I just didn't want to be in that position.
Getting home afterwards, sat about in the house, it just felt so odd not to have knickers and hose on under my drab stuff, a bralette as well.
The amount of time I now spend dressed in femme things has grown since the start of the pandemic. I know I push the envelope a bit these days and I've reached the point where I'm more comfortable in femme attire such that I could consider cross dressing as me in drab.
Anyway, I'm home alone for a few hours so normality is restored. All dressed up sans makeup just doing a few chores and having lunch. Feet ache as I'm breaking in new heels but these things have to be done.