Chameleon, Sea Goddess!

Chameleon floated through the palace's massive front door. After zigging and zagging through hallway after hallway, he reached a cavernous room where sea goddess sat high on a glistening throne. Sea Goddess waved a hand covered with bracelets and rings. Well, can you blame me for saying I should be supreme? Chameleon could hardly disagree. But how can a slugger-scaly lizard possibly win a fashion contest against a goddess? There's only one way to find out, isn't there? Unless, of course! You're not up for it. Oh no! I'll come back wearing an ensemble that'll knock your socks off.