Rarity's Diary

Diary Entry: 1

My dearest diary;

I am nearing my goal of attending the grand galloping gala. I had created quite the stunning dress. I could tell that Opalescence was so happy about my dress that she was speechless. She was even so much of a sweetheart as to hold the belongings for moi.

After this, Twilight and Applejack shown up. Applejack, of course, let out an uproar of happiness to see me, but Twilight took a much wiser approach and reminded Applejack that I am trying to concentrate. Twilight seems like someone I can really spend time with more than Applejack. We are both skilled in how to fight a war. That's at least what I thought.

Applejack and Twilight started to infuriate me with their non-stop, back and forth, jibber-jabber about how I'm making a dress. My friends overreact much too loudly. They should be more calmer, like moi.

It turns out that Twilight was coming to ask me to fix a button for her on her dress. I was appalled at Twilight's fashion sense, so I decided to help her by making a new dress.

Twilight declined, but after some compromise, she gave in to the temptation of help from Lady Rarity.

Knowing now that I would be working on Twilight's dress, I asked Applejack about her fashion, without Applejack bringing it up, mostly because I'm worried that a pony that ~~attractive~~ kind may not look too fashionable at a gala.

Applejack, similar to Twilight, turned down my generous offer, saying that she would wear her "work duds". I was shocked, even moreso than I was at Twilight. I told Applejack that she must wear formal attire.

Applejack continued to decline, so, with no other option, I asked her if I could spruce up her duds.

Applejack finally gave in but asked that I do not make them too high-maintenance, to which I dealt with her.

Just then, Rainbow Dash burst into my shop, noting that she was trying a new trick. All of a sudden, an idea had sprouted inside my head.

I told my three friends that I could make dresses for all of them, including Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy. Twilight thought that it was an absolutely splendid idea, but Applejack~~, obviously sharing mutual feelings for me,~~ was worried that I wouldn't get my creations finished so soon. I was not fazed in the slightest, and promised Applejack that nothing would happen that would break away my absolute confidence and sheer talent.

Moi will be back to her diary in a couple of hours. My hardest work is undergoing completion.

~Rarity

Diary Entry: 2

My dearest diary;

Everything was falling into place. My dresses for my friends were finished, and I thought that they were a beautiful masterpiece.

Applejack's duds had now been upgraded to be more swankier, not to mention that the saddle on the outfit represents how tough Applejack is. The pattern of apples that seemingly and naturally fall into place on the dress represent the farming passion that Applejack has.

Twilight Sparkle has always told me about some iconic magicians, such as one known as Star Swirl the Bearded, so I designed Twilight's dress to fit into the occupation of "Iconic Magician". There is a cape on her outfit, along with a star pattern. I mentioned to Twilight that each dress reperesents each ponies pashion, and the stars that I put on were very accurate with night sky, because of the sparkle that the horn of my friend makes.

The gladiator times in Equestria were dark ages indeed. My dress for Rainbow Dash symbolised these times. Her necklace was of a couple of berries representing how pony gladiators ate. Her cape was something more suited for flying, as some pony gladiators aerial attacked their opponents. I had faschia strapped to the legs of the model for Rainbow Dash. These were, back in pony gladiator times, used for hoof padding.

Pinkie Pie's was a dress that I just made off the top of my head. After all, that's how my good friend Pinkie Pie is. The dress was mostly candy related. To be perfectly honest, I'm surprised that a candymaker, and hyperactive pony like herself has not caught diabetes yet. But then again, I'm talking about the same pony who can play ten instruments at the same time.

And then there was my personal favorite: Fluttershy's. Her's was another dress that I quite admired. Fluttershy keeps to herself in nature and animals, so I designed my outfit to be very suggestive towards Fluttershy's lifestyle. I described to her that her lovely outfit just sings spring. I made thorn legstraps. They were papier-mâche of course. I stuck flowers onto the cape of her dress to symbolise how Fluttershy runs with the winds of nature and its luscious beauty. On the neck of the model was a handcrafted butterfly, symbolising how animals are always by Fluttershy's side. And to be quite frank, while working on Fluttershy's dress, I imagined how it would fit in with her daily routine. I also imagined how beautiful Fluttershy would look as she runs through a forest but in a calm manner, as her songbirds stay close by her side. Applejack may be the most attractive of my pony friends, but Fluttershy looks the most beautiful. I don't know what is coming over me lately. It must be the fact that the gala is coming up soon.

But, after all of my precision and hard work, none of my friends liked my outfit. Fluttershy described them as "nice", making me suspicious of Fluttershy. I barely know anything about her. What does that pony hide? Rainbow Dash was entirely blunt with her answer towards me, saying that it was not cool enough. I thought out of all of my friends, Rainbow would know of the violent pony times. Applejack, Twilight, and Pinkie were the only friends who spared my feelings. But nevertheless, I knew they hated my dresses. I wonder if my friends are acting two-faced. All of my friends are as I would say, "chiennes critiquant." Pardon my royal tongue.

Alas, I am now stuck redoing dresses. I'll write back as to what happened next.

~Rarity

Diary Entry: 3

My dearest diary;

This work is getting more stressful as time goes on. I had a private talk with Fluttershy to see what she thought of the dress. I could tell that she was hiding something so I forced her tospill the beans. She thought that the armscye was tight, the middy collar didn't go with the shawl lapel, the hems were clearly machine-stitched, the pleats were uneven, the fabric looked like toile, she thought I used a backstitch here when she thought it called for a topstitch or maybe a traditional blanket stitch, and she thought the overdesign is reminiscent of prêt-à-porter and not true French haute couture.

I was speechless. Fluttershy seems so interesting to me now. Funnily enough, I had told Fluttershy a few tips on fashion, and it didn't look like she was listening, but she really did. What is happening with my friends and I? First Spike, now Applejack, and now Fluttershy. It must be gala fever. It has to be... I hope.

Anyways, I tried getting some private work with my four other friends after my mishap with Fluttershy. In my eyes, Twilight's conceptual idea was too fantasy related rather than fashion related, Pinkie's dress was too over-the-top for my liking, Applejack acted much too technical, and Rainbow Dash barely gave me any requests, leaving me to just make her dress just as insane as Pinkie Pie's.

It's hard to work against my own perception and judgement. But I did it. The dresses are completely ugly and horrific. But it can't get any worse, right?

~Rarity

Diary Entry: 4

My dearest diary;

I spoke too soon. Everything is getting worse. My friends at least loved my worst work, but all of a sudden, Spike rushed in, informing us about how one of my fashion idols wanted to see my work. His name: Hoity Toity, a professional earth pony judge. I may have had my doubts about earth ponies until I befriended Applejack a little more, but Hoity Toity was an exception to this. He had... FASHION POWERS!

But unfortunately, he wanted to see my unprofessional and horrible work. I appreciate that darling Spike in getting Hoity Toity to see my work, plus he seemed to be out of breath meaning he probably went to the effort of looking for Hoity Toity, but I have to hold a fashion show now. This entire dilemma is spanning across multiple diary entries I have written. I just want the pain to end.

~Rarity

Diary Entry: 5

My dearest diary;

My life is utterly and completely ruined. How could this have happened to moi. I don't even deserve to use the royal tongue. My fashion career is over.

As I suspected, my fashion show was a trainwreck. Hoity Toity despised my dresses and didn't contribute to my business at all. I can never show my face in the world of fashion ever again. I plan to simply run away with Opal, and my diary. If I need supplement for my stomach, I shall simply eat the hay I find in The Everfree Forest. I can survive there. I just need to remember what Fluttershy told me: Wild animals are ponies too. Monarchial I know, but it's still useful for my brain to gather.

Speaking of Fluttershy, I will really miss her when I run away. Her graceful spirit kept me in control while I worked. And I'll also miss Applejack, for her positive and outgoing attitude towards me. And Spike too, for his quirky personality and well crafted scales. And I'll miss the others too. I don't even care if they destroyed my business. I may have some slight resentment towards Twilight, Rainbow, and Pinkie, but Applejack, Fluttershy, and Spike are friends that I shall never forget.

My friends tried coming over to comfort me, but I couldn't face them. Not after what Twiligt, Rainbow, Pinkie, and my ~~love interests~~ friends did.

Sweetie Belle destroyed some of my equipment. I could not get mad at her. My pain had been damaging enough. I still don't now what I could pack though. My life really is over.

~Rarity

Diary Entry: 6

My dearest diary;

I have reincarted into a goddess of fashion. While rambling to myself about what to pack, Opalescence had somehow gotten stuck in a tree. I rushed to her rescue only to find Rainbow Dash had put Opal there. I bet Opal put up a good fight though. I thought her self-defense mechanisms myself. You never know when you might be thrown up into a tree.

But it turned out that they put Opal in a tree to grab my attention to show me the remade dresses they made, inspired by my work. Fluttershy, as I suspected led the others in remaking the dresses. I fooled them into thinking that I hated their remade models, before saying that I loved the dresses. They made up for everything. And I humbly thank them.

What's even better? Hoity Toity was shown the work once again and adored it. I shown my radiant face, and as I thought, he was impressed.

The second fashion show is and always will be my best work. Twilight's pose while in her dress symbolised excitement with her work along with a genuine smile.

Applejack's pose was of her kicking her front hooves while throwing an apple from a rope that Spike was holding, symbolising Applejack's strong composure.

Pinkie's pose was of a smile as she chewed on a piece of candy that Spike threw at her. Her beam symbolised how hyperactive she can get.

My effect for Rainbow Dash as of a thunder strike sound, as Rainbow Dash rushed into the scene with a cocky grin, symbolising her racing love, and arrogant and rash behavior.

And I saved the best for last. Fluttershy, in her graceful beauty stood with a casual grin, allowing each part of her outfit to be perfectly attached to her.

Hoity Toity was so impressed that he is featuring my couture in his Best of the Best Boutique in Canterlot?

I almost fainted, but now that I am a fashion goddess, I doubt that I will faint again. I did get an eye twitch though when I mentioned I have to make a dozen more by next Tuesday. Whatever adventure my friends go on next week, it looks like I won't be joining them.

On a side note, I have decided to arrange a weekly get-together with Fluttershy every Saturday, to make things even with her after she remade my dresses. Finally. A chance to spend time with my ~~lover~~ friend. So there's that at least.

~Rarity

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