Hrmm...an ENFP as a spy...
That's about as "undercover" as it gets, yes? ...but, it could happen! We just need a few extra leaves to help cover over the trail of glitter.
Now about that whole "perpetual dress up" gig, I don't know. Maybe it's more like going clothes shopping and trying on so many different things that you end up forgetting what on earth you were wearing when you came in. At least in my case that's how it went. Now I'm at least sure that some of the things I'm wearing are actually mine.
Actually, the "undercover" thing goes back to a comment somebody made when trying to figure out my type after knowing me only for a day or so.
Wait...I said that out loud didn't I?
People are like teabags...put us in hot water if you wanna see what we're made of!