At what age do you remember having your worst hair-cut or hair-do?

Answer 1

My worst haircut had to be my sophomore year of high school, I had it cut a little shorter and the lady that cut it messed it all up so she had to cut it even shorter and it looked totally butched! I swear it I didn't put any make up on or dressed in sweats and a tshirt I looked like a man! It totally sucked!

Answer 2

I've had many. ( ooh shudder) including now. The last stylist that cut my hair butchered my head and cut the length way to short. The color I use that always comes out good came out horrible the last time I did it ,can't figure out what went wrong. I feel like I might as well decorate a bag and wear it on my head with peek holes. When your hair is wrong it feels like your identity is shaken badly. You know what I mean? I'm going to a different salon to have the cut and color fixed in a couple days. I just hope it comes out okay. I'm so scarred!
Okay another thing that happened to me is when I was in my mid twenties. I had long (colored) blonde hair down to my waist. I went to get a little bit of a style done on my hair ,BIG MISTAKE. I wanted to keep the length,anyways, this girl butchered my head REAL BAD, I wound up having to cut all my hair off to about three inches all over and over the ears on the sides. What was left looked dark, so I wanted to get light blonde high lights, BIG MISTAKE. What I got was not high lights, what was left of my hair looked glowing paper white, Billy Idol style. So when my hair started growing out, I had to keep cutting it off until the white mess was gone. After that, I swore to my self I would never go through Hair Hell again, but some how it got me again and here I am. My hair WAS long and pretty this time too.

Answer 3

I always hate my hair after I get it cut. It has to grow on me. See my hair is tricky.. I make a hair appt and that day or the day before, my hair will be so beautiful and pretty and it makes me want to keep it but I know I have to at least trim it. Then I go and get something done.. Even if they only trim, it seems like such a change to me

Answer 4

In the 7th or 8th grade. My mother gave me a home perm, it was awful, frizzy and burnt looking. I wore a scarf to school, but mean old math teacher Mr. Leahey made me take it off, in front of the whole class, because it was against the rules. And the class wannabe prom queen laughed at me. So did Mr. Leahey. My father, who never gave me the time of day except to yell at me, stuck up for me and got after Mom for sending me to school like that.
Mr. Leahey is long deceased, I hope St. Peter had that one on his earthly transgressions list. And the wannabe got her come-upance, she planned a high school reunion, and nobody showed up! Part of the class had another reunion, elsewhere.
I still have that perm kit, papers, and white plastic curlers.
The other worst hairdo came after I tripped over a frayed carpet at work, and tore my rotator cuff. I had my hair long, it was several inches below my waist. I couldn't raise my hurt arm at the shoulder, and I had no one to help me, and my hair got all tangled. I was so ashamed of my tangled hair, I did not go to a hair dresser.I could wash it one-handed, but not comb or brush it very well.So I swung my hair around front, grabbed it with my bad arm at about neck level, and cut it. I cried for three days, it looked so awful, and I did not want short hair.. I had put the hair in my little plastic bathroom garbage can, and there it stayed for awhile until garbage day. I laughed at myself, then, why save it? I couldn't glue it back on, even if I could reach that high! Never did grow it back out that long again. I was in my 40's then.

Answer 5

I always dye my own hair, but have had some disasters. Once I dyed my hair three times in one week trying to get it a particular color. It ended up being MORE than three colors. I made an appointment at a beauty shop to get it fixed, but I had to wait about three days. I am a teacher, and in the meantime, I still had to show up for work. I didn't think it looked that bad, until a kindergartner stopped me and said "I love your hair, it looks like a rainbow." Ouch...

Answer 6

I was 12 years old & chubby. I have black straight baby-fine hair (I am American Indian) & I loved my hair. My mother took me to a beauty parlor & did not tell me what the woman was going to do to me. She cut my hair short & gave me a perm. I came out with fat little sausage curls all over my head. I never forgave my mother as I am sure that she did it on purpose because she had recently divorced my father (he was the American Indian & I looked like him). She had short red hair & wore it curled & got a perm all the time. I never looked like her & she always treated me badly because I looked like my father. I was the most miserable human being on the earth for about 6 months until my hair grew out. I always enjoyed school & was an all "A" student, but I did not want to go to school or leave my room until my hair grew out after that perm.

Answer 7

In 1962, when I was ten, my school honored me by asking me to address the school on a topic that has no bearing on this story. To acknowledge the importance of the occasion, my mother gave me a home permanent. My normally straight shiny hair was transformed, and I looked frightful, like a little brown dandelion. I wanted to just die.

I never let her touch my hair again, ever.

Answer 8

6th grade. We missed a hair cut appointment because we ran out of gas, so my mom cut it. BIG mistake. She didn't get it even, so she had to cut it about 3" shorter than I wanted it. It was a straight cut that only went down to my ears. it was terrible! My straight hair grew back in a curly mess, and it took me 6 years to figure out how to tame it again because I didn't know how to deal with curly hair. So for all of my jr high and high school years, my hair is a curly, frizzy MESS. :S Yep, it was bad! I literally shudder when I see pictures of myself! :)

Answer 9

when i was 10 i cut my own hair and i thought no one would notice it but they sure did so then i decided to catch the bus and go grab some kit for bleaching my hair so they wouldn't notice my hair cut but then they notice the bad hair cut and bad dye job it's so embarrassing

Answer 10

when i was a little kid my brother cut my hair very short and it made me look like a guy.