The "world"...thankfully, no.
Everyone I know, sigh...yes.
People look and most folks try to be very discreet about it.
I can't buy trousers off the rack to fit, so I pay a tailor to build my wardrobe. A very expensive propostion but it can not be helped. I wear darker color pants with triple pleats, extra extra extra long rise, very baggy cut in the crotch and thighs. To help minimize I usually wear my coat (I wear suits for a living) and in some settings I will take it off and drape it over my left forearm and use the coat to distract. My "casual" slacks my tailor makes are similar in everything except that I did not buy a coat made to match. I don't own any regular jeans, but I do have two pair of Osh Gosh farmer type bib overalls, a couple of sizes too big, that I will wear when I have no other option and the dress is very casual. I let the bib hang down and while it looks unkempt and as a friend says with a laugh...goofy...and he is right on that...at least it is the best I can do to minimize the appearance to something that won't get me arrested. I am not kidding on that. A couple of times in my life, I have been approached by the police and security people at malls and in public places because they were just as surprised as everyone else and thought something bad. After a red faced discussion and a trip to the mens room to let them see for themselves, they turn red and apologize and I am not a happy camper and I get to go on my way. Because of a few incidents like that, I don't visit malls and shop in public places very often. If I really, really need something and have to go shopping like that, I will usually wait until about an hour or so before closing (typically 9 or 10 at night) on a Tuesday or Wednesday night and go when the crowds are less. The same for going to the movies. Tuesday night and Wednesday night are the times I go and always to the late show. I shop my neighborhood giant 24/7 grocery store always after 10 or 11 during the week. My cleaners has a drive up so I don't even have to get out of my car. I like to read but only browse B&N about 30 minutes before they close at night. I have the last appointment of the day/evening with my stylist to cut my hair on Tuesdays which is her slowest day and in the saloon the other stylists are usually gone or have almost no clients by then. I go to my gym very early in the morning (4AM or very late at night (11PM or later) when the crowds are down to almost no one.
Because of my growth, my parents, with the happy to oblige cooperation of the local school board, took me out of public school at the end of the 5th grade. I was "home schooled" back when there was no such term and no one was. My books, lessons, homework assignments, and tests were all given to my parents on a weekly and sometimes daily basis by teachers with the school. Usually one teacher collected the work from the others and passed it to my parents. For exams, I met a teacher at either my house, the school at night, or on occassion their home for the exam. And yes, every one of the kids from my area knew exactly why I was not in school with them. Some were asses and some were friends...just like regular school I suppose. I saw them on a limited basis after school hours and on weekends and during the summers.
College was different. No such thing as doing school without going to class. I dealt with it and got through it. I have mentioned a few of the things I experienced in college on a couple of other posts. I went to every summer session and also took a max load each semester (18/19 and a couple of times with permission 21 hours) so I got through in just shy of a couple of years. (I had taken some classes when I was in the military at night college so I was already a sophmore when I enrolled full time after my first time in the military). In the military my uniforms were very tailored. Size XXXL waist cut down to fit. BDU's were great in that the XL coat (the shirt but they call it a coat) hangs down to nearly cover my endowement and camoflage is just that...camoflage...lol. I went back in to the military (I never really left as I was in the reserves while in college to get the weekend pay to help with expenses) on the Active side after I graduated. Everyone in the military I encountered knew, but even discussing it is "verboten" because someone might think they were "gay" if they did, so usually, except for some kidding now and then from peers only, it was never mentioned. Superiors would never mention it and lower ranking people would not dare. After I left the military and retired from that life I started a civilian career which is where I am now.
Professionally, when I meet clients, I try to meet them in an upscale setting and buy them dinner and always arrive early so has to be seated first and only have to half rise to shake a hand and great them. All my clients seem (seem to be aware from their serpitious looks and glances) of my endowement, but in a professional world we all "do the dance" and ignore it. But I see their eyes.
I can also tell some of them talk when after having setting up a new client and taking them to dinner and setting up their accounts, once in a while I try to take them out to dinner again to go over their portfolios performance. The ones that have "talked" seem to have always bring along their wife/gf and it is obvious from first meeting me that they could not tell what color my eyes are but are staring below my waist when they first walk up to me. This has happened many more than a few times.
There are situations where I can not control being in a crowded public venue, but I do my best to minimize those.
I wish everyone well.
Ben