Actually, I must agree with Alex. Of necessity due to circumstances right now, I'm presenting publicly as an androgyne, and know what? I truly get a kick out of it. People's reactions span the gamut and can be truly hilarious. Sometimes, you just have to face the truth. Truth is, I don't pass well at all. Face gives me totally away. Don't need FFS. Won't help anyway. It's just the general look. No way is it female.
People's innate prejudice makes them inherently somewhat reluctantly tolerant of a butch-looking or masculine-looking girl, but they loath and detest an effeminate guy. Generally, I present in guy mode these days but androgyne it up. First, I've got obvious, albeit small, breasts now. Cannot not see 'em. Then, I wear gals' shorts in warm weather and black but elevated gals' sandals in cool weather with guy's pants and guy's close-fitting tops. Melts their minds.
Know what? I love it. Heck with 'em. If you identify as an androgyne, I say, "Go for it!" What the hell. Sometimes, you've gotta do what you've gotta do, and what you've gotta do can be awesome. Works for me. Think it'll work for you too ... bigtime. Androgyne away and enjoy yourself. Personally, I think being an androgyne is a hoot and am into it. That's way cool if you are too. Rock on.

Lacey