Meet Zesty Ace, From Cape Town, South Africa

Zesty Ace showed up to a casual book club meeting in a fishbowl hat, tie dye that shifts between neon and sunset depending on the light, and a scarf that could double as a stage curtain, making everyone else look underdressed by comparison.

The book they are currently holding (a 600-page philosophy tome) sits unopened on their lap most meetings, mostly used as a prop for dramatic gestures while debating whether the snacks are "authentic enough."

They have been in a long-running cold war with Graceful Kiwi over who actually organized last month's poetry slam, though both of them showed up in full costume and stole the show anyway.

Zesty Ace's earrings dangle with the kind of commitment most people reserve for life decisions, jingling loudly whenever they turn their head to make a point nobody asked for.

The scarf has its own personality and occasionally gets tangled around the fishbowl hat during moments of what Zesty Ace insists is "passionate conviction" and what everyone else calls "flailing."

If you're going to exist in public, according to Zesty Ace, you might as well commit to the bit, which is why their entire aesthetic reads like a fever dream that somehow became sentient.