Stop the presses, darlings — the fashion world just got flipped on its perfectly coiffed head. Emily Charlton, everyone’s favorite sharp-tongued fashion assistant-turned-rival, has undergone a transformation that’s left Manhattan’s style set absolutely gobsmacked.
Emily Blunt (who honestly hasn’t aged a day since 2006) has been spotted on the set of “The Devil Wears Prada 2” sporting a look that’s giving serious power-player energy. Gone are the signature ginger locks that defined her character’s first outing — replaced by an ice-queen platinum bob that’s already sparked three TikTok trends and countless “Is platinum the new cerulean?” think pieces.
The whole situation feels deliciously calculated, doesn’t it? There she was, strutting down Fifth Avenue in — wait for it — a Coach sweater with an almost painfully tourist-friendly apple motif. Like, hello? This is Emily we’re talking about. The same woman who once declared she was “one stomach flu away from my goal weight” wouldn’t be caught dead in anything less than Valentino’s latest capsule collection… unless there’s something decidedly more cunning at play.
Word around the Condé Nast water cooler (or should we say kombucha bar, given it’s 2025?) is that the sequel’s plot will pit Emily against her former boss, the eternally terrifying Miranda Priestly. Meryl Streep’s return to her most iconic role since, well, her last iconic role, promises a delectable showdown over advertising dollars in an era where print magazines are practically vintage curiosities.
The wardrobe choices are sending fashion sleuths into overdrive. Those vibrant red pants? A deliberate callback to the infamous cerulean monologue, perhaps. The black Maison Margiela skirt that followed? Pure power move. And don’t even get us started on those maroon ankle boots that practically screamed “corner office, sweetie.”
Just weeks ago, Blunt was still rocking Emily’s trademark ginger situation, paired with a Dior ensemble that would’ve made even the most jaded fashion editor reach for their Hermès handkerchief. The platinum switch-up suggests something major’s brewing in the plot department — though whether it’s a professional phoenix moment or a full villain origin story remains to be seen.
The gang’s all here for round two, with Anne Hathaway returning as Andy (prayers up for better bangs this time around), and Stanley Tucci reprising his role as the eternally fabulous Nigel. Fresh faces including Patrick Brammall, Pauline Chalamet, and Simone Ashley are joining the fashion fracas, presumably to remind us all how ancient we’ve become since the original dropped.
David Frankel’s return to the director’s chair promises to deliver everything we loved about the first film, while acknowledging how drastically the fashion landscape has shifted. In an age of AI fashion designers and virtual runway shows, the stakes feel higher than ever. Though honestly? Some things never change — like the fact that a million girls would still kill for that job.
One thing’s crystal clear: in the world of “The Devil Wears Prada,” transformation isn’t just about switching up your hair color or landing the corner office. It’s about power, perception, and the perfectly timed power play. That’s all.
…No, really. That’s all.
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