When she had finally finished lathering and rinsing Trixie’s mane, she moved on to her tail. As she gently tugged out another tangle, she frowned. The newspaper said that a proper mare used conditioner, and it wouldn’t be in the newspaper if it wasn’t true. Conditioner was not something with which she had personal experience; her mane required no attention whatsoever. She dimly remembered that Dusk Glimmer, as head housemaid, had a private bath which was well-stocked with every beauty aid known to pony.