Dear Diary,
I suppose I've neglected you for quite some time. Years, as a matter of fact. It turns out meeting a prince is perhaps, slightly more challenging than I had originally imagined. Even with all my feminine charms, I've never managed to be invited to any royal functions. They just don't know what they're missing. I am Rarity, dearest Diary, and hear me roar! I'm a lady, and finally, finally I shall be treated as one by the most charming prince to ever live! Thanks to my new friend Twilight Sparkle, I've been invited to the Grand Galloping Gala. Yes, Diary, you read that right. The Grand Galloping Gala. The biggest, most important social event in all of Canterlot. The elites and nobles will all be there. Truly, anypony who's anypony will be there. And I'll hobnob with them all and woo my prince all at the same time! Once I'm a princess, they'll all want to wear my fashions.
My dress is made, thanks to my friends for picking it up where I left off after a fiasco I won't mention here. Let's just say it involved Hoity Toity, who may not be as mean as I originally thought all those years ago. Especially if he helps me get my dresses in Canterlot.
Love,
Rarity