It usually starts out when a person is in their usual daily ho-hum haze. That is, their blinders are on and they're not really seeing the world around them as they're just getting from point A to point Z, or are working and counting down the minutes until their shift is over. Suddenly some aspect of my ensemble catches their eye - my boots, my makeup, some accessory or another, my hair - and they smile and gesticulate as their eyes light up and they focus on me. As they begin to really see me standing or sitting there, they begin to speak: "I like your..."
This is often where they pause and look confused. They find themselves examining all the various details of whatever I happen to be traipsing around in that day and often find more than one thing to comment on. I usually hear a list starting with whatever item first caught their eye and proceeding through at least a couple more items, or they will give up and widen their gesture, saying, "I like your outfit" or "I love your look."
Sometimes I get the curious folk who either flat-out ask me what I do for a living, or who like to guess and see if they can figure it out independently. Occasionally people ask where I'm from, or what ethnicity I am. When they hear my name, it only raises more questions.
What's fun for me is when they become happy. Sometimes they'll tell me that I inspire them to be more expressive with their own attire. Little kids often come stare at me because I'm frequently very jingly and shiny. Servers at restaurants or cafes I go to will often loop back around to chat, particularly when I bring a drawing or painting and am working on art at the time. It helps of course that I'm most frequently very chatty and friendly.
Life is what you make it. As I say in my artist statement, art IS life to me and vice versa. Make your life truly your own life. You've got one to live, so make it the best ever.