Have you ever visited the salon and had a haircut so bad you immediately retreated to your bed and vowed never to return until your weird layers grew to a normal length? You're not alone. We've all had bad salon experiences, but here is a collection of the worst of the worst things to happen as a result of a beauty treatment.
The Smurf look is never in style, no matter what a stylist tells you.
Sweetmotherofodin wrote about how a salon experience left her feeling a little blue:
I went to a local salon in my town. Everyone online had recommended this chick. I went in for a cut/color. She had to bleach my hair because I wanted 2 different colors. She left the bleach on so long that it fried my hair and hurt my scalp so bad that even brushing it for weeks after was a pain. Then she used this cheap crappy hair dye that bled all over my pillowcases and turned my face blue. And the cut was nothing like I asked.
When you tell your stylist "make me look like a movie star", be sure to specify which movie star.
“Son, let me perm your hair, I’m just going to put a little wave in it it will look so good”
My hair went from razor straight, to Napolean Dynamite.
I wore a hat for a few weeks.
Here's a little bit of wedding advice: never try anything new right before your wedding. It will fail miserably.
Renfurly wrote about her wedding horror:
I cut and dyed my own hair for ten years. Then, before my wedding, friends encouraged me to “treat” myself and go to a salon. So three days before the wedding, I went in for a bit of a trim. I had shaved my head eight months earlier and my hair was nicely starting to grow back at that point.
The stylist didn’t listen to me. She promised me she was a professional and could do something amazing with the little bit of hair I had. Then she gave me a mullet. Like 1970s hockey hair. THREE DAYS BEFORE MY WEDDING. When all I asked for was a trim.
I quietly paid the $60 and ran to my car. I spent the next twenty minutes crying on the steering wheel and ended up at a salon a few blocks over. The woman there fixed it as best she could, free of charge.
I wore a wig to the wedding.
A hair mishap so terrible, it inspired a poem.
My hair-cutter sneezed,
which caused her clippers to drag
through my left eyebrow.
*snap, snap, snap*
This horror story is so cringeworthy.
Oddgit shared this story which might make you never want to have a facial piercing:
I used to have an eyebrow piercing. At one point while getting a haircut, the hairdresser combed my hair forward, caught the piercing with the comb and yanked it forward. Didn’t rip it out thankfully, but it bled quite a bit.