First, Rarity opened the bottle of foundation, and carefully squeezed the perfect amount onto her porcelain hoof. She delicately dabbed, until she was satisfied that it was perfect.
Don't let them see you...
She was efficiency personified as she coated on power to keep the foundation in place for longer.
Don't let the mask slip...
She doubled her cheekbones with some blusher, and outlined her eyes with black eyeliner, making sure that there wasn't a single wobble.
Make sure you're nothing less than perfect...
Rarity opened her drawers to find the biggest, most impressive set of false eyelashes, and carefully stuck them on.
Don't mess up...
Finally, she found her red lipstick and her favourite eyeshadow, which went perfectly with her indigo mane and sapphire eyes.
KEEP THE MASK IN PLACE.
This....was depressingly sad to read. But I still liked it, and the perspective it showed.
Obviously it's sad just like the tag says. It had a few mistakes here and there, but it's still a nice story. Have a like! It was okay for first stories. I hope to read more stories from you!
If people are saying stuff like this behind your back they aren’t your friends, and you shouldn’t where a mask for them.