"I'M SO HANDSOME," Neoma said in a frustrated voice while looking at her reflection in the mirror. I'm so freaking handsome!
Just look at her fancy outfit for tonight.
She wore a red medieval-ish military jacket with tail back and high slit, double lines of golden buttons in the front, golden laces for decoration, and golden epaulettes with tassles on both shoulders. Underneath the military coat were a white crisp shirt with small trimmings on the cuffs, and a white cravat tie with double layers.
For her bottom, she wore a pair of white trousers (she stopped wearing shorts a while ago) and a matching boots and belt (and a lot of golden chains around her outfit).
The cherry on top of her outfit was the gold cape draped over her left-shoulder.
And oh, her chic black gloves too.
"Why am I born with this face?" she continued complaining even though she liked what she was seeing in the mirror anyway. "I even look immaculate in this kind of outfit that's very hard to pull-off."
