Your worst beauty mistakes?

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Chatting to my mum this afternoon and we started laughing about the first time I used eyelash curlers.
This was the days before false eyelashes.
I applied my make up and then applied my mascara as usual. I had no idea how to use them, so I clamped the curlers on tight on my still wet mascara for a few seconds, I mean, you apply hair curlers to damp hair right?
Tried to release them and found to my horror that they were well and truly welded to my eyelashes!
MUUUUUM.....
Mum ran upstairs thinking I was being murdered to find me walking into walls holding the curlers.
She grabbed a flannel, wet it, rubbed soap on it, then started running it over my eye.
Eventually freed them, along with half of my eyelashes and my eye looking like I'd got the world's worst case of conjunctivitis.
To be fair, once I'd stopped crying, my other eye was a perfect match.
So, care to share your worst beauty disasters?
The curlers went in the bin.

Decided to cut my own fringe when I was 14. I cut it wet without thinking about how it would look shorter when dry. Had to spend a good few weeks imaginatively using hair grips and stretchy Alice bands.

Dying my very dark brown hair black. Didn't think the difference in shade was big enough to really make a difference. Wrong.

Looked like an actual corpse for a few months.

I just know that I'm not going to be able to get to sleep for laughing at the images and your descriptions of disasters 😂
When I was a young teen, a friend told me that egg was a great hair conditioner.
Cue me beating an egg and massaging it into my hair then rinding it off with hot water.
End result looked like I'd slept with my head in a bowl of scrambled egg!
It took forever to get out. Another disaster for my long suffering mum to sort out 😂

During my gap year I wasn't in a position to shave my legs - none of the girls did, and we ceased to notice.

When I got back to the UK, my Mum took one look at my legs and told me I had to remove the hair. She treated me to my first ever leg wax. It was agonisingly painful and the next day I developed huge boils all the way down my leg. They got worse over the next week and I ended up on antibiotics, and could hardly walk.

I've never waxed again. I don't understand how anyone could wax more sensitive places!

Oh, when I was about 12 and becoming extremely hirsute and not really coming to terms with puberty very well, I decided to wax the tops of my thighs with those strips you rub between your hands to melt the wax, then got scared and couldn't work up the nerve to rip them off. I was on holiday with my mum and I wound up walking around our holiday cottage in Devon with my legs akimbo like John Wayne, crying, until my mum got back, then begged her to do it. She made me wait until she'd finished dinner!

Have never waxed since.

I started to get a few grey streaks in my natural blonde hair last year. I thought since temporary blonde henna cream would be a nice natural way to hide them, or at least blend them in a bit. Ended up with day-glo buttercup yellow streaks, and the rest of my hair went a murky shade of almost khaki. It was meant to last five washes - I wash my hair every day and it took about three weeks to go.

My mum wouldn't buy me hair straighteners when I was a teen so I used to iron my hair with a tea towel - was tired one morning and lets just say i had a triangle on my forehead for weeks. Looked like that dude out of home alone 😆Marv

Just laughed so hard at this I woke the dog up. He's in the other room.

Two spring to mind...

The first one was also an early experiment with eyelash curlers.

I was trying them out, sitting in front of my mirror in my bedroom with them clamped down when my Mum knocked on my bedroom door and let herself in my room while asking me a question.

Out of habit I whipped my head around to answer her.

My eyelashes on the other hand stayed in the eyelash curler!

So I basically had one eye with no lashes for six weeks.

Second one I should have been old enough to know better.

Paid for very expensive dentistry work to get my stained, crooked teeth replaced by veneers.

I'd been very self concious of my teeth, to the point that I would never smile in photos.

After the first dentist session I'd been fitted with some temporary veneers while the perm ones were being made. I was under strict instructions to avoid anything that might stain my teeth as they were permeable.

Just a few hours later we went to a Chinese restaurant for a family birthday. I decided to give sweet and sour a wide berth as felt it would potentially stain, so went for chicken satay instead.

Little did I know that it was full of turmeric or something like that - I had almost NEON yellow teeth for three bloody weeks!

Collection 2000 silver eye shadow and their blue mascara..... enough said! (Early 2000s)

A gorgeous combination of purple, red and mustard yellow eyeshadow thickly applied as a 14 year old in 1982. The next year, bright pesrly white on browbone and dark frosted grey on eyelids - in the photos my eyes are glowing most unpleasantly.

Two massive angry red scabs on my upper-lip from where I’d tried to bleach my moustache. I even used the proper stuff (think it’s called Jolene??) but had a horrific reaction to it.

Had bushy eyebrows in the late 70s when EVERYONE had pencil thin ones. Decided to have a go with my mums ladyshave as discovered how hurty it was to pluck said eyebrows.

Left one looked fabulous 🥳 well impressed did my right one. Shaved 2/3 of it off and it looked horrendous so thought I’d draw it back with an eyeliner of which I only had a navy one.

Thought I’d got away with it until my dads friend asked my dad what I’d done to them. Never repeated that one !!!

My first time shaving my legs. God knows what cheap razor I used but I managed to remove a full strip of skin from my ankle to my knee, right up the front of my calf.

Spent the next week or so sneeking to the toilet to replace the toilet roll I was stuffing into my uncharacteristically long socks.

As a teenager I home dyed my blond hair a very dark brown. Looked fine BUT when my own hair started to grow out after a week or so, I realised that blond roots on dark hair, basically looks like you are going bald.

Followed Jackie magazine beauty tips when I was about 13; they were obsessed with "unclogging pores" and were always recommending harsh products; not knowing any better I used an astringent lemon facepack; my skin wasn't even that bad- but the harsh treatment I handed out to it resulted in sensitive, reactive skin for years! Damn you, Jackie!!

Many years ago. Despite being fair skinned I bought a fake tan in shade Deep.

I applied in the evening and I awoke to a fantastic dark tan. I thought I looked exotic but truth be told I looked as ridiculous as C Thomas Howell in Soul Man.

Unfortunately with newly dark skin I hadn't factored in that I would need a different colour foundation and concealer. I had blemishes that needed concealer.

I don't know what I was thinking, perhaps I just wanted to brazen it out but I used my fair concealer and convinced myself before leaving the house that it looked ok.

I had some funny looks that day but no one actually said anything.

When I got home I realised how awful I looked, like a Dalmatian in reverse.

Same here….now still vainly searching for the perfect eyebrow pencil/crayon/paint!
It annoys me when 60’s 70’s 80’s films & drama show women with bushy eyebrows…we plucked them to virtually a fine line where one single hair connected to the next to make a line Mason-Dixon would have been proud of!!!

My sister also had a fake tan disaster.

She decided to apply fake tan to her legs in the morning as we were going to a family wedding in the afternoon.

Actually it wasn't fake tan it was something called liquid stockings from Cosmetics to go before they became known as Lush.

Basically it was like applying quick dry gravy to your legs!

She got ready and left the legs until last and did one and then our father said we are leaving NOW and would not wait for her to do the other one and we set off in the car.

We got to the church and afterwards were in the photos and my sister had one brown leg!

Before hair conditioners were readily available teenage magazines were full of ‘at home beauty tips’
I vividly remember mixing porridge oats and egg whites & massaging into my hair…few minutes later it would have made a perfect breakfast for some poor soul,
Washing out only made the oats swell & the egg scramble more & more
And of course there was ‘hint of a tint’ sachets…bit patch of green hair for months after
Henna rinse…brown stains on bath (no shower then!)… mother livid.
Expensive salon perm circa 1977. - some of the lotion dribbled down my neck…anxious to go on the pull that night with my new style-dabbed some perfume if my neck, reacted with perm solution & for weeks later I had a neck a hero mutant turtle would be proud of!

I was a young teen early 00s so lots of comical beauty errors looking back…

pencil thin eyebrows that have never quite recovered
frosted brown lipstick with lipliner
sun-in that turned my hair a patchy copper colour
picking a relatively small spot that ended up getting infected and spread out across my chin, then putting pure tea tree oil on it😵
doing a home perm
wearing fake tan - I always thought I looked pretty good but looking back, I was orange and patchy

One good thing though, I started moisturising very early on & have always worn spf - thanks mum!

Did it go on in a single silver swipe? Not blended? I remember some sort of makeup product that looked like cotton buds loaded with produce that produced a thick line. My disaster was sun in. I don't remember what colour my hair went but needles to say my Mum was livid.

Back in high school, a friend's mum had given me a face powder that was a little bit dark but my 13 year old self thought it would be fine.

Decided one morning to try it out before school, so applied liberally all over my face. Now my room was painted orange and didn't have the best natural light so in my mirror it looked good.

Walk to school, got a weird look off a girl I walked past but thought nothing off it. As I was walking to the school gates I see a few friends walking towards me and they burst out laughing and then gave me a mirror. Orange patches ALL over my pale face. I had to run to the school toilets (hoping I could hide my face) and use wet toilet paper to try and wash it off. I've never been allowed to forget this 😭

Moons ago my mother made me have an inverted bob-a Bob with a 'triangle' cut out at the back

Well of course,the triangle bit needs a regular trim which my mother wasn't willing to pay for-i certainly didn't have the money so decided to shave that bit,by myself,using a bic razor

I'm told I looked like an uneven chickens arse-took weeks to grow out and my already low street cred was on the floor at school

Plucked eyebrows,blue and purple eyeshadow (together) pink lipstick that was so bright,it could be seen on the moon and bloody sun-in and those lovely orange streaks-I was not a glamorous teenager

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