Not Myself

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  • Dedicated to Adam Smith
                                    

Halfway into the makeover, I had an idea. Yes, I, Applejack, had an idea about makeup. "Shouldn't we do this on graduation day?" I asked. Rarity stopped applying eyeshadow to me and I opened my eyes.
"Oh my Celestia. How could I be so blind? You are absolutely right." Rarity sat down on her bed. "Well, I guess this was practice. You can look in the mirror now."
"Yessss!" I spun around in my chair, looking at myself in the mirror. What I saw was insane. One of my eyes was caked with eyeshadow, a style Rarity called 'smokey eye'. My lips were ombre, dark pink fading into light. My freckles were hidden under foundation. The girl staring back at me in the mirror wasn't me. What had I done?
No, what had Rarity done?

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