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When i was about five, i asked my mum why i couldn't feel my hair and she said that it was because it was made out of dead cells. a year or so later i found out that alcohol killed brain cells. I figured that hair must be those dead brain cells killed by alcohol so if you wanted long hair you should get drunk alot.
When I was little, my mom told me that my hair was always tangled up in the morning because a rat played in my hair at night. I thought it was cute to have a little rat in my hair.
On the bottle of shampoo, it would say, really big, make sure hair is wet!!! So I asked my mom what would happen if my hair was dry and I put shampoo in it, and she said I would die. I was really nervous for a long time.
When I was little, I couldn't wait to grow up so I could grow a mustache. I am female.
I used to believe that men with ponytails were both male and famale.
When I was young and my mom would wash my hair during bathtime, she would sing this song that said "I'm gonna wash that man right out of your hair". For years, I was convinced I had a man living in my hair who would get washed away during bathtime, but kept coming back.
I had really long red hair when I was little and my Mother never let me cut it. Therefore, I did not have bangs. At school when I was in 1st grade, it was fashionable for the older girls to have bangs and poof them up. I thought for the longest time that you either A) didn't get bangs until you were more grown up (like boobs) or B) that you were either born with or without bangs and I was, unfortunately, born without them.
This belief was halted at age 8 when I got very sick of my long hair and chopped a huge hunk of it off, thus giving myself a very choppy version of "bangs".
Until I was about 12-13 years old I was scared to touch an electric guitar. Everyone I knew or saw on tv that was touching one had really big hair. I thought I would get electrocuted. And my hair would look like that.
when I was little, some college kids lived next door. One girl I was friends with had short hair, but came home day with really long hair. I asked if they glued on each hair individually, and she said yes. For years I thought people would sit for hours having individual hairs glued on to make their hair longer.
When I was young I used to believe that your head was full of hair all twisted up and when your hair grew it was because it was coming out of your head and people got bald because eventually the hair ran out!
When I was about 7 or 8 we had neighbors and all the kids had red hair. They also ate Ketchup on EVERYthing, and I thought that was why they had red hair.
When I was a kid I took two showers becaue I thought my hair was a plant and needed the water to grow
I thought it was illegal for women to use Just For Men hair coloring
I used to believe that the reason ladies had big bouffant hairdos was that their heads were shaped that way.
When I was a kid I just assumed that you could have any sort of beard you wanted when you grew up. I liked the big curly "Homeric" beards on Greek statues, and decided that was the kind I was going to have.
It was a bit of a disappointment to end up with something that looks like a rat's nest.
When I was younger, I heard my mother and my aunt talking about pubic hair and the best way to trim it. I over heard my aunt say how much hair had grown back in the last couple weeks. It was my belief for years after wards that if you trimmed your pubic hair, God would punish you by making it into the size of a bush. That way you couldn't get into your pants and everyone knew what you did.
I used to believe my Dad was bald due to sticking his head out of the aeroplane window when he was in the RAF and consequently being scalped by the propeller!
As a young child, I believd that the colour of a person's hair indicated the time of day that they born. Blondes were born in the morning, brunettes in the afternoon & evening and black haired people were born at night. Redheads were born only when the sky was red - that's why there weren't so many of them.
I used to believe that nose hairs were the other end of hairs on top of your head.
When I was little I was taking a bath one day and noticed that i was getting hairer. I freaked out and called my mom into the bathroom, asking her if I was turning into a dog!! She just stared at me like i had 5 heads and said no. Luckily, I never became mans best friend.