You know when you finally get your hair long enough to a length you like, but by that time it’s like 50% split ends so you have to chop it all off again?
Yeah. Short hair is back.
the art of selfie portraiture y’all
good things are happening in 2014 already
transformations, hi 2014
when 2013 began, i looked something like this:
Oh that California hair I that I tried to master since my sophomore year of high school. Good times were had with my blonde.
2013 ended with me looking something like this:
Now I’m into my 1968-in-Paris stage, which is is perfect for me at this particular point in my life.
Not sure where I’ll be at the end of 2014, but here are my goals:
- Get out of limbo, start grad school.
- Save up money so that I can go to more places (starting with Omaha this weekend!)
- Be kind to myself.
Don’t #cry because it’s over, smile because #it happened#. Goodbye dinophone, hello yuppiehood.
This is surrender. Follow me on Instagram if you’d like, @kasiakovacs. If not, that’s cool too.
Mad Men has taken over my life in a couple of ways:
1. Hair. I actually cannot style my hair in any way not including a bump and hairspray. I wouldn’t like to live in the 1960s because, you know, I’m a woman, but God I love the aesthetics of the ’60s.
2. Cigarettes. I don’t smoke, but every time I feel stressed, I crave a cigarette anyway. A show about advertising that succeeds in making people want to buy cigarettes. Clever bastards.
working on my pout with bri