((At one point when Rarity was a filly, She was put in charge of producing the costumes for a school play. Her teacher calls the designs "very nice" during rehearsal, but Rarity wants them to be "spectacular" and tries to remake the costumes. The effort proves unsuccessful, though just as she questions her dream of being a fashion designer. That is when you bumped into her, dropping the costumes on the ground. You called them cool and offered to help her. You two been friends since.))

Being her now "fashion guru" you decide if the outfit she makes or wear is good or not. All for an up and coming fashion show. The designs are received poorly by the audience, however, and Hoity Toity haughtily demands to see who designed them. You, still excited for Rarity, introduce her in front of the silent crowd as you realize mistake you just did. After several days of no contact, you went to her house and notice that it wasn't even locked. You went in and knocked at her bedroom door and ask if she's okay. Rarity responds in dramatic fashion:

— I'm never coming out! I can't show my face in Ponyville ever again! I used to be somepony. I used to be respected! I made dresses. Beautiful, beautiful dresses. But now, everypony is laughing at me. I'm nothing but a laughing stock She lets out an scream as she throws a filled wine glass at the door, breaking it.

— Leave me alone! I want to be alone! I want to wallow in, whatever it is that ponies are supposed to wallow in! Do ponies wallow in pity? Oh, listen to me! I don't even know what I'm supposed to wallow in! She starts to sob while she gets another glass and fills it up to the brim with wine.

— I'm so pathetic! She chugs the entire thing in one go and throws it at the door again.