Your Most Embarrassing Haircut

[Smokeahontas]

Was going through photos earlier on & was reminded of mine. Was about 14 / 15 at the time, and had asked for a slightly longer version of the Victoria Beckham cut. What the hairdresser actually gave me was a half mullet I was absolutely slaughtered for it in school, and my mum admitted a couple of years later she very nearly went in and tore a strip off the hairdresser!

What’s your worst hair do? Self or professionally inflicted!

My mums friend used to cut my hair for me, never a problem, I had a shoulder length Bob and heavy fringe. When I was 13, she cut my fringe so short, it was a good inch above my eyebrows. I was absolutely mortified, so so upset, it looked horrific (this was before micro fringes became trendy). I dont know how I faced school the very next day, took months to grow out too. I never went back to her. I still see her occasionally, she's a pensioner now, I think of that fringe everytime, I'll never forgive or forget!😄

Haha, like Courtney Cox in Scream?!

The time I tried the mumsnet haircut

I was the perfect lovechild of Rod Stewart and Joe Dirt.

@Smokeahontas I had a very similar experience!

I was 14 and had a date to go ice skating on Saturday with the best friend of my cousins boyfriend.

I was super excited and went to get a "grown up" haircut on the Friday after school.

Stepping off the bus with my fresh and fabulous Victoria Beckham cut there was cousins boyfriend who just stared at me open mouthed. Great success! Obviously I look breathtaking right?

Wrong.
I looked like a bell pepper.

Got a text about an hour later telling me the date was off as his mate didnt like girls with short hair . They took the piss out of me at school calling me soccer mom for years

Facebook tells me hes single and bald. Your hairloss Matthew

Basically a version of a mullet.
I was bored with my hairstyle and told a home-visiting hairdresser to do whatever he liked.....
The front part was quite short and permed, the back part was long and straight.
It was not a good look!

Not so much a cut as the colour. I asked for lowlights in my dark blonde hair, but something went wrong and I ended up with orange stripes. I looked like a startled and rather pissed off tabby cat.

I diplomatically told my hairdresser I didn't like it, and we decided to correct it with an all over red colour, which actually made a nice change for a while.

@LadyGrillingSole

The time I tried the mumsnet haircut

I was the perfect lovechild of Rod Stewart and Joe Dirt.

What’s the mumsnet haircut?!

I asked my hairdresser for a curly pixie cut.

I had shoulder length 3B/C curls. Beautiful.

She gave me a curly bowl cut. It was fucking AWFUL. I very nearly shaved my head.

The manager gave me 2 free haircuts to fix the shitshow.

I now love it.

12. Got an undercut with curtains. My mum let me go to the hairdresser and ask for whatever I wanted. It was dreadful!!

@Habitatty282, that's happened to me too.
Did your hairdresser hack a huge lump off the middle of your fringe and then ask you 'is that OK?' It's too fucking late now, you idiot!

@Scenekidfringe I’m so happy someone else also had to live through this!

@vipersnest1 can I ask what decade it was?!

@Smokeahontas, do you really need to ask? The eighties of course!

I loved my big hair/permed look in the 80s.

A few years later when poker straight hair was all the rage I was talked into having a root perm by my hairdresser.

The end result was awful. Not so bad when she and another girl were blow drying it but at home it was like having several unruly cow licks atop my head and seemed to take ages to grow out.

Age 8, mid 1980's, I was adamant I wanted the same cut as my dad!

I kept insisting and ended up with a spike fringe, short sides and mullet at the back!

Apart from perms in the 80s that were so tight the rain would bounce off my hair the worse was prob years ago when I was unemployed and living in London . I went to the Vidal Sassoon training centre as I'd read you could get cheap cuts by the students under the supervison of the teacher. There was a row of Japanese trainee hairdressers who were very giggly and nervous, and didn't speak much english so communication was tricky. Then a row of hair models like me. It all took hours as the teacher had to check all the students at each stage of the cuts. Mine gave me a horrendous short fringe that went up in the middle in a half moon shape, like Dave Hill out of Slade . The teacher saw it, panicked, and told the student to soften the edges. The student ruffled it up a bit, the teacher came back and said 'now you've made her look like she's just got out of bed!' Lots more giggles. Then the student took a photo of me for her portfolio or something. I saved up for proper hair cuts after that.

In my early 20s, after years of long hair and a fairly grungy look I decided that it was time to look like a sophisticated, professional grown-up. Looking through magazines in the hairdressers I decided on a cut that was fairly short but sort of spiked/textured at the back and with a sweeping fringe. I forgot that my hair was very soft , unruly and unable to hold a shape for more than 5 minutes no matter how much product I used.

By the time I got home my fringe looked more like early 90s curtains than the sweeping sophisticated look I expected. And the rest of my hair had flopped. My plan had been to look like the sort of person who would be at home in a late night jazz club but I looked more like a nerdy teenage boy (before that was cool) on his way to chess club.

I wore a lot of hats that year!

its when i was about 15 back in the 80s . the photo is hideous and i cringle and sigh when i look at it , my hair is short at back and sides and longer on top , and bloody permed in to this frizz that kind of sits on top of my head , its also bright bloody red , my hair was then naturally very dark brown almost black and straight ,

god only knows what possesed me to pay a hairdresser to make me look that state , im also wearing white jeans , brown cowboy style ankle boots and some sort of suede gillet thing with fringing hanging of it !! oh nearly forgot the frosted pink lipstick im wearing in it as well

I was a victim of the Mumsnet cut

When I was a student, I trimmed my fringe. I ended with a too short fringe.

Years ago I had shoulder length,wavy hair that I dyed bright red (think coke can red)
Anyway I hated the curl in my hair so had the whole lot lopped off into a pixie cut
Now pixie cuts can look bloody awesome on women with very fine features
I don’t have anything like fine features-far from them
I looked like the love child of jay from the inbetweeners and a Vesta match

Took from aged 16 to almost 21 to grow it back out as it would hit that crappy stage,so I’d go for a trim and end up back at square one again

I had a cut which resembled Victoria Beckham circa 2003. Only she has very thick hair mine was very fine so it did not hold its shape

Then a couple of years later I got highlights but the inexperienced hairdresser started the foils at least 4 inches from my scalp.

Pre-early teen years were brutal for my hair

What’s is the Mumsnet cut?!

Asking for the Rachel cut in one of those cheapo hairdressers they used to have in supermarkets. I ended up with awful chunky layers that were not at all subtle. I’ve also had the too short fringe and it’s awful. My face just felt so exposed and harsh.

I went to a L’Oreal training college with short hair (cheaping out from my normal hairdresser). Instead of using a tinting cap they used foils on my really short hair. When I was “done” the students were giggling behind me. When I got home. I realized why. The back of my head was stripy and looked like a tiger. I went back to my normal hairdresser who always sent me away happy after that.

My most recent hair cut. I left with what can only be described as a mullet crossed with a toilet brush. It was awful, so bad that the hairdresser refused to blow dry it with some shit excuse, and another hairdresser during the cut kept looking over in horror. I paid and left. Got home, DH took one look at it and called the salon who sent me to another branch to ‘fix’ it.

Problem was, you can’t fix a bad cut if there’s no bloody hair left. I was left with the choice of a pixie cut, or an attempt to trim the bog brush to some form of style. I picked the style attempt, which looked slightly better but I’ve been living with awful hair for the last 3 months and can only just get half my hair into a pony tail. I will never go to that salon again!