Two words: feathered bangs.

The hair straightener that was GUARANTEED SAFE FOR COLOR-TREATED HAIR a couple of years ago. I had to cut 28 inches off of my hair, and went from waist-length to chin-length.

Or the perm in high school (I have very very very thick hair) that made me look like a poodle. Just before senior/graduation pics, naturally. At least I've been able to use these experiences in books . . .

And,um, Whitney? If he screams, why not take him home and try again later? Seriously, easier on everyone (says the mom who has been there/done that).
hugs,
Alesia

My Mom was a big fan of the bowl cut. Which she'd insist on adminstering herself. Whenever I saw her take out the big plastic cereal bowl and a pair of scissors, I'd run and hide.

I learned how to do my DH's hair when he was in the Service. So, when my Son started the whole screaming, squirming thing..... I just gave up and give him the same haircut as my husband. Got to love clippers, bzzzzzzzz. Ha-ha. Anyway, good luck. Maybe bribery? lollipop, new small toy?

I had one of those Dorothy Hamill bowl cuts for years. I looked like a mushroom.

When I first graduated from college, I was at a loss as to how to make a living. I mean, with a B.A. in Fine Arts and a History minor, the world isn't exactly clamoring to hire you. Then I saw an ad in the Help Wanteds - free beauty school tuition if you'd spend one day a week answering the phones. Well, a job, of sorts, and an actual money-making career to boot.
So, I've been the stylist trying to cut the hair of the screaming, wiggling kid. I don't even know for sure how I resolved it, probably a lot of talking in a soothing tone, then sneaking in a snip while they were distracted, but I got through it without any disasters of any sort. So, you really tugged at my heart with this story.

And the baby mullet. :G:

I never did work as a hairdresser, btw, but it kept me busy for the better part of a year.

Well, I'm a hairstylist by day, frustrated writer by night. I can tell you, it's AWFUL when a baby doesn't want their hair cut. I even had a couple try and tranquilize their kid with baby Tylenol and let them fall asleep before we started. That didn't help, it just made the baby MADDER. And at one point, I had the parents plus a grandma trying to hold him down, which really pissed him off. I finally had to cry uncle and say that if we continued, someone was going to get hurt. That may have sounded like a threat, but it really wasn't. :) Just the truth. I've found out that sometime, the child does better if the parents step out of sight, or if that's not something the parent is willing to do, they do okay if they sit in the parent's lap.

Anyway, I've had plenty of experimental hairdos, and I find it hard to find only one that was my worst. Being a atylist doesn't make it any easier to decide how to wear your hair. Working in an environment of enablers, i.e. other stylists eager to play, doesn't help. :)

I was a barber and was fairly lucky with my ability to control kids who didn't. want. their. hair. cut. Then were the future breast men, who just lay their heads back onto my chest - their parents and I would roll our eyes and I'd get on with it. For some reason, it was never the girls who did that. I did get a 6 yo girl with hair almost to her waist that was sooooo tangled that I had to give up - her mother said that they didn't comb or brush it because she cried so much. I suggested a very short cut, but they wouldn't go for it. What, lose all her long lovely, knotted, rat's nest hair? No way. Bye bye.

For myself, when puberty got close, my hair went from naturally curly to a frizz. "How about a poodle cut?" My mom's hairdressers would ask. Not on your life. I could deal a little better with a 'greek boy cut' (same haircut, better name). But neither of them was a Sandra Dee cut, and the fact that my hair wouldn't do that was beside the question. And yet, guess how I wear my hair today? I'm a 58 year old greek boy, apparently.

A tight perm, compounded by really light blonde bleach. Hey, it was the 80s. It's not my fault. Much. Actually, I blame my mom--there are photos of her giving me a perm when I was a year old.

I gave my sons MacGyver haircuts until they were old enough to sit still at the barber's. We've been watching the series (thank-you, Netflix) & I told them this--they were appalled. I informed them they should be happy I didn't give them mullets or those little tails that were so popular once upon a time. Hee.

Alesia -- I did eventually abandon the idea. That's how he ended up with the mullet -- the front was cut, and the back wasn't.

April -- Silly parents. Tylenol isn't a tranquilizer. Vodka is a tranquilizer. Or Valium. And, yes, you can't give those to your child (that's considered "Bad Parenting"), but it works wonders for Mom.

We tried giving Sam a lollipop halfway through the cut, and it immediately became covered with hair, which just pissed him off even more.

I picked my mother up at the airport yesterday, and she took one look at Sam and exclaimed, "What did you do to his hair?"

I told her we were trying to build his character, one bad cut at a time.

Oh Whitney, I feel for you!

I've got 2 younger brothers who'd scream and cry when they had to get a haircut, and to this day, they don't like getting haircuts.

I don't either, mostly because I hate it when people mess with my hair.

As to worst... I don't know. I had boys haircuts as a toddler because I didn't have hair, but now I have a lot of hair which I just cut from waistlength to shoulder. I like it though.

For some strange reason, my grandmother thought she was a hair stylist, even though she was an LPN. So for many years whenever I went to her house to spend the night, I always ended up with a really bad perm. My parent finally got wise after about the 5th one.

Hey, I NEVER said give the child the lollipop WHILE they were cutting the hair. AFTER, AFTER!!

Kindergarten...
The hairdresser just keep cutting and cutting
then my mom turned white and finally said..um, I think you took off enough already, she will look like a boy.
Yes, the hairdresser thought I WAS a boy!!!
So, all through kindergarten, I had the boy haircut...at the Christmas concert I looked like a little boy in a little blue dress. Then Grade one...the grow-out stage. I still to this day envy my sister's cute messy preschooler locks in our home videos...she won that round in the battle for the 'cute award'

I am currently sporting the World's Worst Hair Cut. I'm not sure what I didn't explain to the schmuck who whacked it all off. Was it the part where I said: "I love my current cut, but it's a little long?" or "The cut I have now is fantastic--and really easy for someone like me who is blow-dryer challenged."? AUGH! I look like a cross between Carol Brady and PAt Benetar.

The woman who cut my hair PERFECTLY moved three hours away to be near her family and I'll never forgive her. I may drive three hours for my next hair cut, but I'll never forgive her. Oh, and did I mention that I'm presenting at this HUGE event this week and will be on national TV with this awful, awful hair?!?

Oh and for Aiden's hair cuts...lots of cookie and lots of tears. The last one went well, but we're up for another tomorrow, so wish us luck and keep us in your prayers--one nasty head of hair is about all I can take these days.

I had long hair until my uncle the hair stylist came to visit when I was about 5. I went from waist-length to a pixie! Over the years I've tried a lot of different styles. In high school I had the "poodle-do"--I had so much hair that the guy taking class pictures joked that he would have to take TWO of me just to get all of my hair into the picture!! LOL! I had a "Farrah" style cut for quite a bit of high school, then after I had my Senior pictures taken I just cut it all off SHORT like a boy's, so my candid shots in my year book are with me with short hair but my senior photo was the "glam" look... I just wear it short now, because truthfully I just hate doing anything to it. Oh yeah, and did I mention the time I got tired of being a red head (not my natural color) and tried to take the color out of my hair?? Yeah, DON'T try this at home--orange/yellow hair is NOT a great fashion statement...!!!

Hi,
Gotta love these stories! Well, I am sporting my new summer doo...not what I started off wanting, but this new guy stylist at the salon went a little hyper on me and I got what I got...my shoulder legnth became reduced the "summer wedge". I just asked him to "bring it up a little" for a summer cut...he pinned my hair up, shaved the back up to the middle of my head and cut the legnth up to my ears into spikey chunks. After squirming for about an hour in the chair, I emerged as a modern version of Dorthy Hammill...still getting used to it and everyone wants to touch the shaved back! Oh well.