Three days ago I went out to a bar for the first time as a woman... So far I was only walking out with friends, going to shops or visiting someone's place, but never at cafes or bars...
Well, I was dressed... let's say "brave"

- Short jeans skirt, black thights, black and white grunge-styled tank top... not much makeup - just black eyeliner and few shades, lip gloss...
I was seeing friends of mine, but there were few people in the company, I didn't know, so I introduced my self to them. We talked a lot and all the time, noone was looking strange, they were using female pronouns and behaved perfectly normal. Even one of the guys showed a little bit more than ordinary interests to me

Then I went to another bar to see another friend and we sat there for hours... the bar gradually filled up with people, but noone stared at me in "that way" - the clocking one. I was obviously seen as a woman - not a single strange look... but several passionate ones... and guys leading conversations as well

Aparently, that's what it is to be a tall, slim blonde in a short skirt, in a bar - you just draw attention

I suppose this story means I pass