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But there's one thing he wants you to know about his golden tone—it doesn't come from a bottle! It's the actual plug-in to the sun that I feel when I'm in it," George says.
"So for me the idea of sun-tanning has always been a health thing, and I know there are a lot of conflicting views about that." Watch the above video as George reveals the best (and worst!
'It really didn't seem that strange to me,' he says. I'd lost my virginity quite early on, and this freed me up. 'I decided then that suntanning was going to be to me what the funny blue suit was to Superman.' It also meant that Hamilton could effectively reinvent himself.
'I think I'd developed enough sexual energy by then to find the whole thing… When I look back on it, I don't think my life was changed as a result. I wasn't so preoccupied with sex anymore.' Around this time, Hamilton also discovered the joys of tanning. In Palm Beach in Florida, he found that the browner his skin was, the more female attention he attracted. 'I was able to pass myself off as this Palm Beach millionaire playboy with the aid of a good tan and the bespoke English clothes I picked up in thrift shops.' Ever since, whatever the weather, Hamilton has faced the world from behind a richly bronzed exterior – in the late Eighties, he even launched his own range of tanning products.
By then, Hamilton had developed what he calls, 'a form of sophistication that was kind of precocious.' This was to stand him in good stead when, aged 12, he went to New York City to stay with his father and stepmother, June.
One day, when Hamilton Snr was at work, June came into the living room, wearing a wispy little gown, lay down next to George on the sofa and mentioned something about cuddling.
Then, of course, there are the affairs with Jeanne Moreau, Britt Ekland, Elizabeth Taylor, Alana Stewart, Danielle Steel, Sylvia Kristel, Lyndon Johnson's daughter, Lynda Bird – Johnson was President at the time – and Hamilton's own stepmother.
He also once had a date with Marilyn Monroe, although they didn't hit it off: 'I was terribly intimidated.' Somehow, it's hard to imagine Hamilton being intimidated by anyone.
During our conversation, he recalls how, back in 1977, he was invited by his good friend Colonel Tom Parker to see the recently deceased Elvis Presley lying in his coffin.Even at 10 o'clock in the morning, fresh off a flight from Florida, everything about him is as assured as it is immaculate – from his canary yellow socks, to the paisley handkerchief spilling symmetrically from the breast pocket of his jacket.His famously burnished skin does not disappoint either; it's the colour and texture of French-polished veal.As he approached the coffin for a last look, Hamilton saw a little trickle of hair dye running down the King's forehead into his ear. Somebody better do something about that." I said something to Elvis's lead guitarist, Charlie Hodges.The whole thing was a little awkward because Charlie had dyed Elvis's hair himself and he was very proud of what a good job he'd done.