At 89, Julie Andrews Names Seven Actors She HATED

Picture this: London’s West End, 1964. The velvet curtains have just closed on another sold-out performance of My Fair Lady. Flowers fill Julie Andrews’ dressing room. The air smells of success. Then—an urgent knock. A studio messenger steps in, head down, clutching a telegram. Julie reads it once. Then again. Her smile vanishes.
The message? Warner Bros. had cast Audrey Hepburn as Eliza Doolittle in the film adaptation. The very role Julie had created. Breathed life into. Perfected.
No explanation. No warning. Just silence. Then betrayal.
She didn’t scream. She didn’t sob. She simply placed the telegram on her vanity… and walked out into the night.
For decades, Julie Andrews carried herself like royalty. A picture of grace. But beneath the tiara and the soprano tones was a woman quietly harboring seven betrayals. Seven names. Seven scars she never publicly acknowledged—until now.
These aren’t petty rivalries. They’re stories of sabotage, arrogance, and wounds that never healed.
The first name? The very woman who unknowingly stole her crown.