I had to visit my mother in SC for a life event, and I made the drive each way dressed as Nancy, changing into femme a few miles after leaving and back to drab a few miles from my destination. Both trips were pleasant, and my confidence has improved even more. On the return today, I was gratified to hear a SC Starbucks barista address me as "Miss Nancy", and a gentleman held the door for me at my fuel stop this afternoon. The best part of the day, though, was visiting the Virginia Museum of Fine Arts this afternoon. I've long wanted to go to a museum dressed as Nancy, and I felt very confident the entire time -- even when I turned from reading the notes about one painting and my eyes met those of an apparently cisgender woman who seemed to be studying me. I smiled at her, and she smiled at me, and we moved on to other works of art.