Running in a skirt

Last weekend in NJ, I put on women's leggings, a women's running jacket and a running skirt. I ran 10 miles along the Hudson river in broad daylight through Weehawken up to Fort Lee. I must have run by a few hundred people, and I must have been in the view of about 1000 cars and busses. I can't say anything about the people in the cars and busses, but I think only two of the pedestrians so much as looked up from their phones to notice me. I certainly don't pass; anyone who even glanced in my direction would have know I was a guy in a skirt. But no one even looked, apparently.