Irony

How goes it, peeps? :DD

It was July of the 7th just the other day, so I went to Neptune with the other Neptunians. And this year I got to wear the traditional clothes. Nothing brings me such joy than wearing a weird ass ancient outfit. Nothing, I say!

So, without further ado, I give you a picture of me:

Can you tell from my ear-to-ear wide ass-smile that I am in tearful-joyful mode? I did mention how much I like to wear weir ancient outfits, didn't I? I would consider skimpy, but hey. I'm not gay.
The only thing I hate about this outfit is that dangling thingy. Really, it's an eyesore. Who's the idiot who came up with that? Oh, and I also quite dislike the vibrantness of the top. I have a bad right eye. Everythign vibrant sort of bounces off.

Isn't it ironic? How vibrant I am with all the dull things in my life?