Nevergirl’s

The weather may be inconsistent of late but my allergies certainly are. Since childhood, I’ve been allergic to fur, dust, seafood, monggo beans, dried fish, perfume, cigarettes, and alcohol. Fatigue gives me asthma. So does emotional turmoil and stress. So do chores, and I swear it’s not imaginary.

Then, in 2007, I learned I’m allergic to pollen. In 2008, I was told I’m allergic to humidity. I sneeze, itch, and come down with rashes whenever I’m somewhere dank. I’m also allergic to heat – it makes my nose bleed.

Walking around like an allergy bank is not easy. Some days, I look like everyone else while other days, I morph into this swollen-faced little person with golf balls for eyebags and a leaky hose for a nose. On days like that, I become this strange cocktail of nasal sprays, asthma medication, nebulizer sessions, and at least two kinds of antihistamines. Perhaps it’s all these little pills I’m taking that’s retarding my hair growth. My hair grows really slow – about an inch in six months or so; and while I’ve always wanted Farrah Fawcett hair, I never had it because I’m impatient… and, lord help me, 5 years is just too long a wait.

So, anyway, because my hair grows really slow and my face bores me, I had my already short tresses chopped even shorter. The resulting do is a cross between Uma Thurman in Pulp Fiction and that guy Moe of bowl cut fame. My brother told me I look action figure-y. My sister said I look like 11-month-old Charlie. Uzi thinks I look like He-Man; but as bad as that sounds, someone else was more blunt. Charlie’s yaya told me, “It looks like coconut husk.”

All ridicule aside, I think I like my hair. So what if it makes me look like one of the Ramones? It’s self-fixing; I roll out of bed looking like I had just blow-dried. This is perfect for me because I always forget to comb. So, even if I’ve odd allergies and an ultra-sensitive nose that can sniff out molds from several rooms away, I’m happy. I’ve a very well-kept husk for hair that looks like I made an effort to style even when I didn’t. Kind of compensates for the fact that my sinuses creak like an old, old house, methinks.

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