I went to Victoria's Secret today for the first time. At first, the woman just sized me over my two shirts and sports bra and tossed bras under the door.
After a while, a much more helpful lady started assisting me and even came in and took topless measurements and helped adjust the straps.
I don't know what exactly the circumstances were. I'm pretty sure she realized what was going on and I was happy for the level of respect and courtesy and assistance she gave me. Wonderful girl.
If she wasn't just being supportive and kind, then I'd feel amazing - but I honestly doubt I passed at that point. Who really knows?
I actually saw the endo today - I slipped a note telling them my preferred name with my insurance card and that was that - of course they're also an area specialist on transsexuals, two doctors in the practice have extensive experience on TSism. The nurse taking my stats even asked me about my period (that always happens

.) The doctor was great, his staff was great, and the pharmacy I went to gave me no grief at all and I got an honest to USDA estrogen script filled.
It feels... really not good to have to be in a position to out yourself, but I decided today that as long as I'm receiving professional respect it's sufficient for now. So far I haven't had a bad experience. I'm so thankful.