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What makes Roberts a pretty woman?

In his autobiography Red Carpets and Other Banana Skins, Rupert Everett reveals the secret of Julia Roberts' beauty.

india Updated: Sep 06, 2006 19:20 IST

When it comes to the scent of a woman, British actor Rupert Everett reveals that Julia Roberts has a unique body of her own – that of sweat.

In his autobiography Red Carpets and Other Banana Skins, Everett revealed that unlike most Hollywood beauties, his My Best Friend’s Wedding co-star did not reek of expensive perfume, but instead smelt “vaguely of sweat” – something he found extremely sexy.

"Julia smelt vaguely of sweat, which I thought was very sexy," the Daily Mail quoted him, as saying.

Everett also added that like Madonna, the Pretty Woman also has a “male quality” to her, something that helps her survive in the movie business, without being taken for a ride by “executive seagulls”.

"There is a male quality to the female superstar. There has to be. If a girl is going to survive in Hollywood ... Flocks of executive seagulls will try to take her and drop her onto the rocks. She must learn to f*** them before they f*** her if she is to survive, so she becomes a kind of she-man, a beautiful woman with invisible balls. After sex with a man, she fights the desire to eat him," he states in his book.

"For him, and all the hims like him, the smell of her sweat is a strange and powerful reminder, attractive and terrifying, of who is wearing the trousers. It marks him out as her territory," he adds.

Everett also reveals that when it comes to her work, Julia Roberts is a “beautiful” woman who is “tinged with madness” – a quality, he insists, is compulsory to make a “legendary” movie star.

"Julia was beautiful and tinged with madness, that obligatory ingredient for a legendary film star. Most of the time she was a calm, practical earth mother, curled up on a director’s chair in a cardigan with her knitting needles and a bag of wool. But sometimes she would rear up like an untamed filly, with flared nostrils and rolling eyes at some invisible lasso," he says.