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I second that sentiment.
Well, now I'm even more impatient for the next chapter. Poor (this instance of alternative) Rarity.
Ahh, well that explains quite a bit.
Ooooo, and then that explains the rest of it. I really would like something terrible to happen to this Looking Glass dude.
I went for a run and while I was out I realized that I should offer a little context on why I want something terrible to happen to Looking Glass. The short answer is that my gut says he engineered Rarity's disastrous season in a revenge scheme for her semi-violent scorning. A wealthy socialite, far enough up the social ladder that he is in an arranged marriage that attends the same social gatherings as Rarity would be perfectly positioned to arrange her financial ruin in any number of different ways. And her recovery could just as easily be arranged once he was back in her bed.
All that said, I am self honest enough to realize that my explanation here is almost certainly an emotional response aimed as mentally shifting some of Rarity's guilt over to a target I was already positioned to dislike on account of the martial Infidelity. All the same, however, I currently prefer the emotional response over the logical analysis.
Oh, Rarity.
Whether bad fortune or a malicious scheme by Looking Glass to get back at her, the fact remains that the vagaries of life have left Rarity with a horrific choice to make: retain her livelihood at the expense of her dignity? Or vice versa?
What's more important? The unfettered joy of creation - the art of the dress - or the essential equine dignity of preserving one's body?
Regardless of how horrible it sounds, I think Rarity is making the right choice. She has no control over her business's crisis - and presently, she knows that she wouldn't be rampantly spreading her legs if she weren't in dire financial traits. Regardless of how "fair" it is, Rarity has to decide between her life's calling and her matronly dignity. Dignity can be reclaimed from within, with time, but rebooting her fashion business wouldn't be nearly as simple. That's how I perceive things, anyway - but I'm sure you could grab all sorts of responses depending on the reader's value system.
Fantastic read, as always, ripe with tenuous and uncertain questions.
4446616 Uh... What?
Her life's calling doesn't go away just because one business shits itself. If your business is screwed, you get a loan. If you can't get a good enough loan, you liquidate, fall back, and try again later.
No business is worth your own sense of self worth. Take a dignity hit, sure. Live on Ramen for years if you must. Scrape, deal, fight. But this? No. This isn't the right choice. One should have more respect for one's self. That's the point of this chapter. Rarity has basically spent the last several years destroying herself because of this.
This doesn't parse -- is it supposed to be just "He wasn't as gentle as the last time"?
....
Well now that we found the root of the problem...
i thought she was bein way to hard on herself about the whole slut thing, but it kindve makes sense now.
The feelings are real.
Why must you haunt me so, gardez?
Oh my (was going so well) т_т...
I appreciate the Friends reference. Fantastic chapter, and I'm sorry I hadn't read it sooner.
Jesus... I thought Rainbow had it bad but holy hell, Rarity has been through some shit of her own. That explains things, that's for sure.
Two different hells to suffer through. One walks the path of injury and loss, the other a long road of realization and compromise.
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I really wouldn't call it compromise. Compromise means that there's a bit of agreeable give and take. What she did was renounce bits and pieces of herself (physically and morally) to achieve an end. Until she just tossed herself and anything with a cock and a pulse that could give her some feeling. Only to toss it away the next morning, and move onto the next one.
Oh. Ohhh.
Uh huh, yep. That explains some things. Suddenly Rarity's dramatics seem a while lot more reasonable.
So yeah... shit
Oh, Rarity...
I did not see this coming, but it explains so much. Poor Rarity.
Well done.