I'm always tempted to bring these homemade beauties/atrocities home with me, but I never do.
I don't know if I like the time and effort (and love!) involved in making a "Homemade Ugly" or the thought of someone going out in public to say... cut-a-rug... in a line... in tight jeans.
Either way - I force myself to leave them on the rack, unsure of their true destiny. I take only a picture and their memory is enough.
