Love, Lipstick and Lies by Katie Price Read Free Book Online Page A

damaging, shocking, obscene. I know many people reading this will think, Well, why the hell didn’t you get out of that relationship? Chuck Alex out of the house? But it’s never that easy once you are married. Trust me, I tried my best a few months later when I knew I couldn’t go on … and then it took weeks to get him to go.
    One night we went to a party my friends Nick and Royston were having at their house. Alex disappeared upstairs for ages and I had no idea what he was up to. But then it all became horribly clear when he reappeared dressed up as Roxanne in a pink wig, a little black dress, fishnet tights and high heels. I was shocked and embarrassed that he was doing this in public, at my friends’ house, surrounded by people we didn’t know. Disgust and anger raged through me as he tottered towards me. Inside I was thinking, What the hell am I doing with him? I can do better than this! And the cheekof him, doing this out in public! It really was as if he had no respect for me. I felt completely humiliated.
    I could see how shocked everyone was by his transformation and finally realised that I had been deceiving myself in thinking that I could handle this. Alex’s behaviour was by now seriously disturbing. When he was out of earshot my friends crowded round me and all said things along the lines of, ‘Kate, what the fuck are you doing with him?’ Yet even though I privately agreed with them, I felt I had no choice but to be the supportive wife, and pretend that I was okay with it, when inside it was eating away at me like poison.
    There were these gorgeous waiters at the party, working for Butlers in the Buff, where employees just wear an apron, a bow tie and a smile! Ironically it was something my third husband Kieran used to do … And I thought, Look at them, so sexy and ripped and clean-cut, and look at the state of my husband. Alex was by then fully in Roxanne mode, and had become really shy and quiet as he always did, and wouldn’t talk to anyone except me, so it wasn’t even as if we could have a laugh with him. I felt completely let down. I didn’t see how he could care about my feelings.
    Apparently he had planned all along to cross-dress that night and had brought his bag of Roxanne tricks with him. At the party he had asked my friend Dawn to do his make up for him. She had agreed, thinking it was all a joke, not realising that for Alex this was serious and he was transforming into Roxanne.Round and round in my head went the thoughts: I don’t want this any more. What the fuck am I going to do now? Once again I felt very alone and very vulnerable. I had married this man, he was in my life, but he had serious issues. Again I begged him to stop and to get help. Again he promised that he would, but he didn’t.
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    In September Alex had arranged the biggest fight of his career. It was to be against Tom Watson, a really successful boxing champion. I had arranged the financial side for him, plus a percentage of the ticket sales, which was a bit different from the few hundred pounds he used to get for a fight. It’s amazing what happens when you go out with the Pricey …
    I went along to support him and it was so hard for me to watch as Alex got punched, beaten and kicked. I’ve never seen another man able to take the punches and blows that Alex could. It was incredible the way he would pull himself up from the ground and carry on fighting. When he fought he had that same vacant look in his eyes he would get when he was being Roxanne. It was like he was in a different zone, one where he didn’t feel pain.
    He fought hard but lost. Afterwards he was in a terrible state, with a battered and bruised face, a split lip and a black eye. But there was no opportunity for me to comfort him because as soon as we got home he went straight upstairs to the bedroom. He had that vacant look in his eyes again and I knew what that meant …
    What was going on with him? Was being Roxanne the reward he gave