Did you ever have a bad haircut or have a missed opportunity to get a haircut but didn't? Here are mine:

1. The haircut that I hated the most was the Caesar. I had longer hair with sideburns (early 90s), and Details Magazine had a spread of a revived Beatnik trend. So good looking male models with Caesar haircuts. I wanted to get that haircut! So I went to a salon in the mall. Brought a picture. Showed it to the stylist who was kind of Beatnik looking herself so I thought I would be in good hands. She said that she was just at a hair show in Los Angeles and they were doing these haircuts. So I got the haircut, but as she was cutting my hair, I was thinking 'this isn't looking too good.' She was done. I left, and people just said it was a terrible haircut or it looked weird. I got the cut a couple times because it was the trend and I wanted it to work. But it was a bad haircut choice. I have to say it sort of lowered my self esteem. In college, I sat behind a guy with a gorgeous head of hair, and I sat all glum about my Caesar. I just let it grow out after that. Key learning, just because there is a nice haircut on a hot male model, doesn't mean that the cut will work on you.

2. I came home with my 5th grade pictures. My hair was long, touching the collar. I knew when I saw the pictures my parents would not be happy. Mom was mad. Said she was not going to send them to my grandparents because I looked like a girl. Dad, who always wore an army regulation haircut, took me and my brother to the barbershop. His only instructions were short on top and to 'machine' the sides. Well, my hair was cut short. As the barber was cutting my hair, several inches of clumps were coming off and piling up. The barber kept cutting shorter and shorter and basically berating me for my hair. Then the clippers came on and the sides were being sheared. When the haircut was done, I could not look in the mirror. The next day going to school, a girl said to me and my brother that we look like army men. We pretty much dressed blue collar --- flannel shirts, insulated hooded sweatshirt jackets, jeans and work boots. Now, we had army haircuts. My nickname at school became 'peach fuzz' another kid said, 'he had the longest hair and now it's the shortest'. I was miserable. Funny thing is fast forward many years, I was looking at old pictures with my dad. Came across of picture of me and him fishing. I looked at my head puzzled. I asked him "what do I have on my head, a coon skin cap?" He took a closer look, and said 'that's your hair! You've come a long way' as he gave a good look at my now shaved head.

3. In college, a guy, Tim, in my dorm got a buzzcut over the winter break. Guys were admiring it. His roommate got a buzz cut too. They were big, gym bunny types. I was into short hair and wanted short hair, but didn't have the balls to do it. Tim brought his own clippers and was cutting his own hair. Then he thought, well everyone should have the same haircut. So it became a forced haircut one night. One guy looked like he got mauled. So did another guy. My roommate had long hair so he barricaded us in our room for safety. A couple days later, Tim, asked me if wanted my haircut. I declined. He said it would grow back. I declined again. He pretty much left me alone after that. I wish I had said 'yes' and gotten a buzzcut. I think my haircut fetish would have sprung to life a lot sooner. I was always admiring other guys on campus with their burr haircuts and was always curious. So I say, if you have the urge don't fight it! Missed opportunities!