Rarity's Diary

My dearest diary;

You may have noticed that three entries prior to this was a short entry about how Fluttershy actually managed to take care of Sweetie Belle and her friends.

I was in such a bad mood with Opalescence that I didn't want to write too much that time, but now I can. Ever since Fluttershy did that huge favour, I've wanted to do my best to repay her, but I didn't know how to, but then it hit me. Ever since that incident, I've wanted to learn more about Fluttershy, so as to figure out how she handled my sister. Fluttershy was surprisingly fine with me getting to know her more.

From the time that I've spent with her, I've learned that she got her cutie mark from tending to animals, and her favorite flavor of ice cream is butterscotch. I led conversations much more...

This week though was different. While on my way to the spa to meet up with Fluttershy, who should stop me but Photo Finish, the third latest fashion critic that I came face to face with. Her attitude, her glamour, her chic, that sophistication. Unlike my encounter with Sapphire Shores where I screamed in complete delight, I was instead speechless the moment I saw her. The only times I spoke was when I was asked questions.

What personally shocked me is that Photo Finish didn't even know who I was. She musn't be too associated with other critics like Hoity Toity or Sapphire Shores. She wanted to check on my designs at my store, simply because she was impressed by my hat. I kept on with small talk but after Photo Finish arranged a time of tomorrow morning and was off, I could finally let myself out and screamed joyfully, and trotted off to Fluttershy to make up for lost time.

Even when I retold this story to Fluttershy, there was long pauses in between what I said to her. Even around one of my most quietest friends, I still retained this level of speechlessness. Fluttershy didn't mind though. Bless her heart, and that's exactly where my convincing came from.

I can't show off my modelling to a pony like Photo Finish. I'll topple over the stage and faint. With Fluttershy's poise, grace, and beauty, she'd make the perfect model, just the same as how Applejack would make a good homemade weapons builder, Rainbow Dash would make a good aerial spier, and Spike would make a great dragon shield.

Knowing how important this was to me, Fluttershy agreed to model for me. Can you imagine a pony like me modelling? After we left, I already had a noticeable pimple.

So we had to set up quick. I ordered, Fluttershy modelled, Pinkie Pie helped accessorize, Spike helped accessorize and still has that odd staring problem, and Twilight... was just kind of there.

My plans to accessorize Fluttershy were very complicated though. I asked Spike and Pinkie Pie to decorate Fluttershy in different fashions but no ideas were fitting Fluttershy's infinite beauty.

But I had no time after that. Photo Finish, out of the blue, had arrived. I wanted to make up for lost conversation by striding up to her and attempted to start to converse, but I was shut off by Photo Finish strutting past me like some sort of drama queen.

Photo Finish wanted Fluttershy to perform her modelling and show some moves. Little did Photo Finish know that I was making fluid hand gestures for Fluttershy to follow through it. First, I shown her the "Portrait Smile" pose, but Fluttershy instead did the "Raised Spirit" pose. That was the wrong move for Photo Finish, so to get my style back in sync with Fluttershy, I shown her the "Fashion Muscles" pose, and Fluttershy managed to do the same, but my ideas didn't work for Photo Finish, as she was more impressed by Fluttershy's frown. Maybe if Fluttershy started raising her voice, it would give her a more suitable super strength pose.

To add to this sad fact, Photo Finish barely took any photos of Fluttershy. But then Photo Finish surprisingly sped back, and mentioned that she had found the biggest fashion star in Ponyville. I assumed she meant me, but the next day when I made it to the park to meet up with her, she wanted Fluttershy... Fluttershy!

Now I'll level with Photo Finish. Fluttershy, combined with her poses, beauty, and general likability, would make the perfect model, but when I put work into something without getting any credit, that's starting to tick me off.

I don't think Photo Finish even appreciates any piece of work I put out, classifying my design for Fluttershy as "not simple enough," wanting something inspired by the nature.

My friend would be living my dream. But with all the potential that I see in a pony like Fluttershy, I think she'll always need someting like this. With that said and done, I encouraged Fluttershy to live my dream.

I also don't understand Photo Finish's fashion sense. As I made my way away from the scene, Photo Finish even remarked that Fluttershy's nature look was better than her sparkle look, but I firmly disagree. Fluttershy's nature outfit, combined with sparkles as accessories, fit in with the theme of her "shining."

Back when I had a bias against earth ponies, I thought of fashion critics like Hoity Toity, Sapphire Shores, and Photo Finish as exceptions. But Photo Finish now just seems mediocre with her fashion sense.

All I had left to do was mope home, and shun myself away from the crowd of ponies. Now don't think for a moment that I would mope for a long period of time. In fact, as Fluttershy's stardom began to rise, I even tried following her and Photo Finish to get a close view, even wearing a fine hat creation, with flowers describing "nature."

My jealousy was starting to get worse though. Two of the four loves of my life, were even advertising Fluttershy. Plus, Fluttershy's fame rose within a week, before our usual spa time.

While hiding my jealousy in conversation with Fluttershy, she was suddenly dragged out of Carousel Boutique, closely followed by the town drunk and the pony with inconsistent larynx entering my store... and they didn't even recognize me. To make matters worse, Fluttershy didn't show up to my spa meet-up.

My hooves were getting flaky, and conveniently Twilight had shown up to the spa with Pinkie Pie. I asked Twilight to promise to keep a secret, that being that I'm jealous of Fluttershy. With Twilight keeping my check, I know I can count on her. In fact, ever since I met her, she's held our whole six friends together. She assisted in leading us to Nightmare Moon, kept us under control when were fighting over a ticket, led our group to the cave of that gigantic dragon, kept Applejack and I under control at her slumber party, told us not to be intolerant towards Zecora, led our battle party against parasprites, and organized the whole town for winter wrap up. She managed to keep my secret, and later on kept one from Fluttershy. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I'm starting to love Twilight too. All hail the almighty sparkle! Let her be destroyed and resurrected once more. I bet Rainbow Dash ten bits that would happen. It will be stupendous!

Back on topic though, hiding my jealousy, I ignored Fluttershy's fame, and dressed myself up in glamour and head out into the town. It was redundant...

When I head into town, I was barely subtle in the slightest about my fabulousness. It was all my fault. I went to a sofa and quill store. I bought 30 quills, and I must confess that I originally was going to write a diary entry about how jealous I was. It was going to be worth 10 pages. But guilt is not my problem. Exaggerated jealousy and over-dramatic behavior is..

With a straight whole day of no customers in the slightest, I reluctantly decided that all I could really do was see what all the fuss was about. But the moment I stepped into that building, I witnessed a poorly done performance by Fluttershy, with her making more dog barks than I was. But my sympathy was thoroughly expressed. While the whole crowd bickered and booed, I cheered Fluttershy on. In retrospective, I guess I shouldn't have done that.

Backstage, I entered where Twilight and Fluttershy were. I tried revealing my secret, but then Twilight did this weird gesture wherein she sshoved her hooves in her mouth. She must be getting that wide eye attitude from Spike.

I trevealed to Fluttershy how jealous I was, mentioning that I originally wanted Fluttershy's fame to end, but after witnessing the boos, I cheered her on. And then Twilight stuck her head in a small tree. I still don't really know why she did that. It's not like trees play an important part in anything. If they do, I'm just going to assume Twilight's our savior who can tell the future.

But in a shocking turn of events, Fluttershy said how she was suffering from stage fright in the spotlight, not wanting to do modelling, which tied everything up. We finally made up with each other, and performed Pinkie Pie's well known promise ritual that I once thought was the earth pony national anthem.

And then we rubbed our friendship in Photo Finish's face. It was, as the youngster's would put it, "cool."

~Rarity