Emily Blunt is not perfect. Oh she has perfectly pout, peckable lips, a body to die for and eyes you could lose yourself in, but ladies she dated the one and thank god the only Michael Buble. Now, I’m not saying the crooner is as boring as an auditor’s Christmas Party, but he ain’t winning any personality prizes, let’s be honest. I said “dated” so yes, they are no longer an item but she was with him for three years and only went her merry way when the knobend copped off with some other person who obviously knows nothing about jazz.

However, we cannot be blamed for those we love, love is blind (and deaf apparently) so we shall forgive the divine Ms Blunt but only if she, finally, starts dating Anne Hathaway. What? A girl can dream.

Emily was born in South West London in 1983 to a well-off family who ensured that she and her three siblings got an excellent education. Poor Emily, though, has a bad stammer as a child. Her parents tried everything, all of the therapies available to help her but nothing would work. Then, at the tender age of 12, a teacher suggested she act and speak the part in a different voice. Voila! The stutter was gone and she was hooked on acting.

I couldn’t talk as a kid because I stammered all the time, so I would just watch. I’m fascinated by human behavior. People surprise me all the time. And I love being able to morph into different characters.

She spent two years studying drama studies at Hurtwood’s theatre eventually winning parts in all manner of BBC dramas;  Foyle’s War, Henry VIII, and Empire. Get this for pant-wetting – her first ever part on stage was opposite Judi Dench! Plus she didn’t die of fright, she actually went on to win the Evening Standard Award for Best Newcomer. Impressive.

When she was 19, she began her career of playing conniving bitches:

I have sly eyes. When I was in school they always said, ‘Emily can never be elected Head Girl because you never know what she’s thinking’.

The first was as Tasmin in My Summer of Love; not just any conniving bitch but a lesbian conniving bitch. Her character was basically, a nutter. Awfully posh Tasmin steals the heart of working-class tough girl Mona (played by Natalie Press), telling her a pack of lies and believing her own fantasy. Just as well she gets her comeuppance in a rather here-we-again ending. The pair of actresses were frightening excellent though and won shared an Evening Standard British Film award for Most Promising Newcomer.

Her advance into sought-after star was unusually fast for any actress, something she now realises:

It was just crazy. It just sort of fell into my lap. It’s an awful story for people who’ve struggled and waited. It’s a horrible thing to hear. It was just incredibly fortunate. And now I can’t believe I was so casual about it, because I really wouldn’t want to do anything else.

The next, and most famous, bitch Emily has played was another Emily in The Devil Wears Prada opposite Meryl Streep and Anne Hathaway. Emily loved playing the part even though it meant starving herself on set to keep that thin-as-model look. She admits that she and her co-star Stanley Tucci competed to see who could be more over-the-top in their scenes. Tucci says she won “hands down”.

Her role in The Devil Wears Prada also gained her that most important of things, a best bud. She refers to Hathaway (left with Emily at the Oscars) as  her “rock”. And so pinged a million desperate gaydars. To add to the straw grabbing, when Emily was asked about playing gay characters she said:

I do remember girl crushes on other girls in my year group [at school]. There are these girls who are magnetic and beautiful and sooo cool. You just feel yourself shrink in their presence.

See? Much more interesting than that jazz-killer ex of hers.

Blunt’s talent has not gone unnoticed and she got her first top of the bill role in Young Victoria, which gained her a larger audience and much praise. She balanced this high-end period drama with an excellent performance opposite Amy Adams in indie-pic Sunshine Cleaning.

Next up is Wild Target in which she plays another conniver, then The Wolfman as the love interest of Veet-shy Benicio Del Toro. She is then back to period drama as the Princess of Lilliputia in Gulliver’s Travels with Jack Black of all people.

You’d think, with all of these Hollywood shenanigans, Emily’s head would be expanding to unmanageable proportions, but no.

I think it’s embarrassing to hear people talk about their process because you always sound a bit wanky. You always imagine people are reading the article going: ‘Oh, get a real job.

Smart, sexy, sassy and skillful; I think we’ll forgive the single imperfection.

UPDATE - It seems my research was less than thorough. Could I have been distracted by looking for images of the lovely Ms Blunt? Well, yeah, maybe.

Anyway, thanks to nosygirl for updating us with the tragic news that our Em is engaged. And not to Anne!

The lucky male is John Krasinski from the American version of The Office. He seems cute enough and doesn’t take himself as seriously as someone we won’t mention, but he ain’t no Anne.

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