She gestured with one hoof in the corporal’s direction. "You're being too hard on yourself, Honour. You're a good-looking mare. Nice teeth, symmetrical face, clean coat, well-shaped body..." Glamerspear shrugged, still frowning. "... Maybe not ready for the cover page of Cosmoponitan, but who is? I don't think you've got anything to be ashamed of. All I was trying to say earlier is that you'd look even better in a nice dress, and with your mane and tail down instead of up in a braid -- or heck, leave it braided, but use some nicer hair-bands and get a little help to tidy the weave up, that's all."