I realized that I haven’t updated tumblr with a newer photo of myself. Okay yeah I honestly don’t think that’s all you guys are here for but I want to keep with the trend of Katy updates as best I can, seeing as this is a dedicated-to-my-growth sort of blog. 
Few updates on the looks front..
Hair has been growing out pretty well. The shorter side is now less noticeable and all around, my hair looks normal once again. Except now I’m growing my bangs out, which is a hassle and the weather makes it worse, because without the bangs there is nothing weighing down the frizzies. LA weather hates baby hairs.
My wardrobe has a new essential addition, which is the ring that I awkwardly am trying to show off in this photo. The boy (whom, for you tumblrs (is that accurate?) who don’t know, is what I sometimes call my boyfriend) gave me the ring as a gift for our 1 year anniversary. It’s gorgeous. The boy knows how to pick ‘em. Plus, he had a run in with a gaudy snake ring which I give him high commendations for avoiding. He’s a keeper. 
My hair has changed colors (this should not be shocking). I like it darker now but my roots are growing in and the greys are getting fierce. At this point they must at least take up almost 40% of my hair. Thank goodness for hair dye. I’m not quite ready to take the leap into full on grey hairdom. 
I’m still living in the same place with the same amazing roommates. Up there behind me is my roommate’s tapestry.
That’s about it. I feel like I look mildly more mature than I must have a year go. In fact, I know it. And I feel it.

I realized that I haven’t updated tumblr with a newer photo of myself. Okay yeah I honestly don’t think that’s all you guys are here for but I want to keep with the trend of Katy updates as best I can, seeing as this is a dedicated-to-my-growth sort of blog. 

Few updates on the looks front..

Hair has been growing out pretty well. The shorter side is now less noticeable and all around, my hair looks normal once again. Except now I’m growing my bangs out, which is a hassle and the weather makes it worse, because without the bangs there is nothing weighing down the frizzies. LA weather hates baby hairs.

My wardrobe has a new essential addition, which is the ring that I awkwardly am trying to show off in this photo. The boy (whom, for you tumblrs (is that accurate?) who don’t know, is what I sometimes call my boyfriend) gave me the ring as a gift for our 1 year anniversary. It’s gorgeous. The boy knows how to pick ‘em. Plus, he had a run in with a gaudy snake ring which I give him high commendations for avoiding. He’s a keeper. 

My hair has changed colors (this should not be shocking). I like it darker now but my roots are growing in and the greys are getting fierce. At this point they must at least take up almost 40% of my hair. Thank goodness for hair dye. I’m not quite ready to take the leap into full on grey hairdom. 

I’m still living in the same place with the same amazing roommates. Up there behind me is my roommate’s tapestry.

That’s about it. I feel like I look mildly more mature than I must have a year go. In fact, I know it. And I feel it.