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Part 8

A quick phone call and Johns back to join me out side the hairdressers, I quickly see were he's been his short back and sides has been redone by a near by barber and now he has tiny little bristles running to the top of his head.

"I wanted us to look a real respectable couple, and looking at your new colour we certainly do. This darker hair really shows of beautifully your lovely neck and ears so well. And your brows wow your face looks so different, no longer a young woman with a classic hair style now a stylish confident lady" he says.

I'm glad he likes my latest changes and my nervousness eases, but not for to long as its time we set off for the wedding.

John flags a passing cab and we jump it's not to far away and were soon their.

We arrive early but some of my old friends are already there, we approach them and it's as if they have never seen me before, Linda who never was tactful is actually starring at my hair,

"Hello every one, I haven't seen you all in quite a wile" I say

Then Linda realises who she's been staring at.

"Oh look at you, we didn't recognise you, your so different were has all your hair gone" gushes Linda

"Oh I had it all cut off a while ago, it didn't seem so appropriate having all that hair in the way all the time, I wanted a more mature image" I try to sound confident but I'm not sure if I pull it off.

One of the other girls Julie cuts in

"Well I think you look very smart, now who is this hansom man with you"

I introduce John and it's time for the service to start. Sat in the pew I feel as if I'm getting a lot of looks and comments behind my back about my change of appearance and don't feel quite so confident in the full glare of all my friends from when I lived in London.

The reception meal passes pleasantly were seated by one of the brides Aunts and her daughter along with two of my friends Claire and Eve, the Aunt is looking straight at me.

"It's so refreshing to see a young lady who knows how to dress and look so well, I could do with giving my Daughter here the benefit of a good hair cut and them dress her as a young lady should be dressed not going round the way they do now a days"

Her daughter who is around the same age as me looks embarrassed by all this and cannot help running her fingers through her long fine blond hair, then she looks up at my hair, I turn my head slightly to give her the full effect of my shaven neck and a look of shock crosses her face, this then turns to a worried look probably in case her bossy mother drags her into a hairdressers and has all her fussy long hair chopped.

All this praise has restored my confidence, and when the Speeches are over and there's a chance to mingle go looking for the rest of my friends.

How ever Id forgotten just how much drink could affect some of them and Linda and company are now starting to get a little louder.

"Here's Miss Prim" I'm greeted with followed by silly giggling.

Looking at them now only makes me realise how far I've moved on and there tarty immodest clothes with there exposed flesh that they think are really trendy and sexy only make me realise that they just don't know what style means.

I move away from the main group and John follows slightly embarrassed. Julie and her boy friend come over and join us, her boy friend is swaying a little and has clearly been drinking most of the day, I recognise him as one of my ex's friends he starts to tell us all about how well my ex is doing and who he's living with now.

"Thanks but I'm really not interested any more, life has moved on in a far better way than it could if I'd stayed here" and finish the conversation.

Their all on the dance floor now making drunken fools of them selves, this seems like an opportune moment to quietly slip away without any fuss.

John seems quit relived to leave and we get a taxi back to the hotel.

I feel embarrassed by the circle of friends I've shown him and I only hope he doesn't think that I'm still like that as I've moved on completely and now feel I don't need to explain the change in my image from trendy girl with really long hair and a micro skirt, to the lady I am now with a smart skirt suit and a very short old fashioned perm, as this is who I am now and hopefully for ever more if that's what john wants of me.

When we get back I feel I need to make sure John understands that all those people are behind me now and I've no desire to go back to my old ways.

"I'm so pleased that's how you really feel because to me now you're every thing I want" he tells me.

This is what I needed to hear.

One month later

I've managed to put the whole experience of the wedding behind me now and have actually come out of it more confident in my new persona, so much so that I have even come to love my super tight curls, I don't have them set to often but love it when they dry naturally it super tight curls, in fact I'm quit proud of them now. But I still feel as if I need to show John that this is now the real me, he tells me not to be silly as he knows this but I can't help how I feel.

I've settled into the area very well and have made some good friends one especially Emma who lives near by with her husband Paul and baby Josh has become a very good friend and John and I often spend time with them.