The pegasus turned in place to look at herself from the side. The lace top blended well with her wings, concealing their true size. Not that she was embarrassed about how big they were, but still, it was a nice feature, and the pale color seemed to work well against her mild cream coat. Plus, her curly golden-yellow mane looked really nice draped over the lace, and it was the same with her tail underneath the tulle skirt. Artemis felt she could see why Glamerspear was pushing this one so hard, and it's not like she was doing it out of exhaustion or anything like that. Ever since spending the night with Captain Mailedhoof, and then getting her spellbinders removed, she'd been more energetic than Artemis had ever seen her.