For Emma

As the Harry Potter nights close in and I begin to trawl the Internet for Daniel Radcliffe's phone number (I'm figuring now that he's no longer got that Potter gig he wont have a way to keep himself distracted figuring out what to do with all those mounds of cash he's sat on, so I'm thinking that I can provide him with a solution in the way that he can distract me with all his mounds of cash.) I can't help but feel really sad, for me, having grown up with Harry Potts, the excitement of a new Harry Potter film coming out totally top trumps Christmas, or getting laid or buying new shoes (which makes me even more sad) so I cant help but feel I owe it all at least a small tribute, and my tribute goes to Emma.

Now back in the day this girl wasn't in my best books. I remember watching newsround when they announced that auditions would be held for the part of Hermione and I literally couldn't hold my urine (well not literally) I was there pen and paper ready to launch into my destiny as Hermione Granger. But low and behold I was too young and this left a bitter taste in my, ehem, 9-year-old mouth. But after much heart break it came to my attention that if I couldn't do it then she should... and then she was born, my first real idol.

Emma, for me represented a dream world, she was the living breathing epitome of everything I loved in my child hood, harry potter, a (very long lost) acting dream and quintessential British style. I had never in my life been so infatuated or mesmerised by a girl, and as a result a slight obsession began to build. I would buy any magazine with her face on the front and kick myself if I missed one. I loved reading about her life and I loved her so much. It wasn't until I was in tesco the other day and I picked up this months Harper's Bazaar  not being my usual choice and at £4.20 a pop purely to read her interview, that I realised that the same school girl delight I had over Emma still existed.

(some of her appearances I have coveted)

Being the actress of our generation Emma didn't just take a whirl wind affect on my life. I remember when she really came into her own after the 4th instalment (Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire) in that dress that so famously launched our Emma into womanhood. I remember one particularly charming lad sat behind me in the cinema saying at that moment; 'I'd so bone Hermione now.'

(Emma wearing the dress that made her a lady, I seem to remember trying to save up for replica earrings)

And Emma didn't stop there. She seemed to sophisticate as we did (I say this because I always seemed to have had a wild appreciation for what she wore, but then again love is blind.) She did something that my future husband did not manage (Daniel Radcliffe, see Martha Radcliffe just roles off the tongue), she stepped away from Hermione and became a style icon, she became Emma. In February this year she declared her true love, on valentines day, for fashion when she won the Elle Style Award for a style icon (well you would with all that money... see, still bitter.)

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(Elle Style awards, 14/02/2011)

(Watson's Burberry campaign)

And Emma didn't stop there, with her Burberry campaign and pixie hair safely under her hat she can look forward to the not so magical future that she's always wanted. I think for some one who has pretty much had their social life stolen by JK Rowling (when asked at an E4 interview she didn't know what ROFL meant, tragic), she's a pretty cool person. And Emma (who is too busy being picked on at Brown's to read this) although you never replied to my fan mail and I would have made a supreme under age Hermione, I believe I owe a lot of my childhood happiness to you, thank you, everyone at Fashion Nerd (all 1 of us) wishes you the best for the future.

Premieres through the ages.....