Katie didn't really think that she was anything special. She was just herself. The only time she really dressed up was when she worked. Other then that, she thought she was rather plain, A tom boy who liked to play Quidditch and worried more that her broom was in it's best shape rather then her nails or hair.
"As long as I give her something and show up for a bit of dinner, I'm sure that she'll be thrilled." Katie said with a small laugh. Her mother wasn't very strict but the woman's main point was that she would not be ignored. She expected her daughter to come and see her one the holidays.