Does anyone have hair nightmare stories as a teen?

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I had permed growing out hair (lightened by sun) - hairdresser cut it and I looked awful in the wind - I was a bit anxious etc and for some reason when I got home I chopped half off.....

My mum marched me to a super expensive hair salon (Jigsaw in Streatham) where they took off my baseball cap shook out one side of blonde curls and the hairdresser wailed "oh what lovely hair!" - I then got a blonde highlighted layered cut that several friends were amazed I looked good with but I piled tons of coloured eyeshadow on everyday so people wouldn't mistake me for a teen boy.

I was 17. those were the days!

I wanted one of those loose perms on the 80s. Our 'hairdresser' was a trainee sister of a friend of my mum's. She was fine with cuts, but as most of her clients were elderly ladies I ended up with a tight 'granny' perm instead. I have never washed my hair so much in my life trying to 'relax it out'. As soon as it started to grow out I had it cropped off.

In the 80's I had my hair burgundy. My friend bleached hers so I decided to do mine too. Mine went a fetching shade of vomit orange. I was too scared to do anything else with it, so I just lived with it till it grew out. My friend alternated between bleaching her hair or dying it black. It was also back combed and spiky. It eventually broke off at the roots and she had bald patches

I was also a hairdressers model for a while. She wanted to enter a coloring competition and asked me to be her model. I ended up with my hair dark copper, dark red and a blonde fringe. My hair also ended up about 2 cm on the crown, graduating to a longer fringe. We came 10th (out of 40).

Thank god no photos of me exist (I hope). I wore a headscarf Axel Rose style for months till it grew out (and also had free cut and colours for 6 months).

From the age of 15 to 23 it was impossible to run your fingers through my hair. It crunched when you squeezed it. I thought I was Madonna..

Math

Katie - LOL - yes, the cans of mousse, the diffuser, the afro comb. hair as crunchy as the day was long.

My very attractive best friend (long blonde hair, green eyes) had a perm and when my brother (her boyfriend) saw her he told her she looked like a "sheep" and "poodle" which she was not unimpressed by.

we liked Madonnna but emulated Paula Yates/Wendy James of Tranvision Vamp and Voice of Beehive. little vamps we were.

Math - I feel your pain!

another story but not really funny - I was 14, my mother (god bless her she suggested the perm and highlights) wanted me to have highlights.

I had a Princess Di cut.... so I'm at hair salon point to what I want (it's subtle blonde highlights) - get home my mum drags me back - for blonder ones - I was too nervous or not aware of colour to notice they'd done it really subtly first time so like 1 or 2 shades lighter than my ash blonde/mouse brown.

Aged 14, had perm and a couple of highlights on Auburn hair just before moving to Cyprus. Within a week I looked like one of the hair bear bunch! Had a crop then that actually looked quite chic.

another story - 21, local hair salon Stars (still there) had long hair got highlights - and straight and slightly layered hair - got the piss ripped out of me in back room kitchen (you could hear every word) why isn't she getting layers she'd look much better with layers?!

my hair is fine but lots of it.

we had laughs though there was another salon (closed down) called Peaches who hated Stars.

does everyone remember the total amazing amount of hair salons in your local high street back then? there were far more around then. I'm guessing the radical cuts/highlights/perms.

A Purdy cut.
A Lady Di cut.
Toni home perm.
Twink home perm.
Shaders and Toners over permed hair= pink frizz.
A mushroom cut that looked great on my friend who had lovely thick hair however I looked ridiculous and cried...a lot.

MrsBennets - thank heavens I have a fellow Lady Di style icon - you. LOL

we never did the home perms....

my mum tightly french plaited my hair once came out curly from then on it was 'you'd look nice with a perm'. I did. look nice. so dated though.

Looking back, I'd say from the ages of 12 to 17 I looked a bloody mess regardless of what I did. :)

MrsBennets - I must have been lucky as I tended to suit my hairstyles.

Not sure my EMily Lloyd perm in Wish You Were Here was super flattering tho.

Perm - I looked like Dedrie Barlow c1987. This was pre contact lenses. I had the large plastic pink framed glasses, specially chosen by my DM. Hard teenage years...

We used to have competitions to see who could get the biggest quiffs at the front of our hair. Rulers and hairspray were involved...

I once used a Body Shop henna dye to warm up my hair colour. I put it on the morning before I was meeting a boy who I'd had a crush on for aaaaages. All was well until it rained on us.

I smelt like cow shit.

When I was 17 in 1981, I got my cousin to give me a Toni home perm. It didn't take so I got her to do another one (the next day!!!!!).

I don't know what happened, but I spent the next several months getting up an hour earlier than usual for work in order to wash, blow dry and then hot brush my hair into some sort of bouffant type style...the choice was that or have it cut out or look like God knows what. My hair was ruined though!
I guess having big hair was quite a trend setter though as everyone suddenly had big hair and I'm sticking with that version.

Pass - your mum sounds like my mum re the changing our hair.

why couldn't they faff around with their OWN hair?!

I used to have a back combed quiff at the front. Must've looked hideous!

I feel your pain IEvenBurnToast

Ooh - just thought of another one.

Late teens, at college studying fashion I saw (what I thought was) a brilliant hairstyle) in Vogue magazine.

I took the magazine to the hairdressers who did her best, which in actual fact was pretty good. It was a short pixie crop with a long fringe which was gelled up in the air, so my was hair about 3 cm all over, then a fringe which was about 10 cm long. It was fine, apart from the fact that when it rained (which it did - a lot), it went wrong. And as my hair grew longer it went curly, so I had to straighten it every morning, and then hair spray it. And I had red highlights through it.

My dm was really good, she never once said anything bad about my hair (apart from the vomit orange, which made her laugh).

1985 and visiting my Dad in London. Across from Harrods got lured into hair salon 'sanrizz' looking for people wanting cheap cuts from trainee hairdressers.

I figured -'why not' and three hours later my beautiful long hair was shaved on one side and spiral permed on the other, giving me not too uncanny a likeness to Mick Hucknall at the time.

All the way home on the plane my brother sang 'holding back the tears' (tears in place of years) cuz apparently "that's what my boyfriend was going to do when he saw me."

william, that's a tragic hilarious tale!

Bloody Hucknall, ruining lives for 30 years!