The Lunar Journal

Entry 14, July 20, 1001

I decided to go to the Gala this year. Despite my horrible experience in Canterlot, I hope that if I make a good impression at the Gala, maybe I can reverse public opinion. Or maybe I'm a little to optimistic.

Because I'm attending the Gala, I had to get my dress fitted. Those are words that I never thought I would utter. But surprisingly, I rather enjoyed getting my dress fitted. I got to let out a girly side that I didn't know I had. At first I thought it was just Luna coming through, but afterwards Celestia revealed that Luna used to hate getting fitted.

If I had any man credibility left, it would've gone into the negatives. I was never the most masculine male, but I definitely wasn't feminine. And I know for a fact that I was not trans. Though that would make a lot of sense honestly.