Showing posts with label Amy Winehouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amy Winehouse. Show all posts

December 24, 2008

Amy Says Goodbye Detox, Hello Caribbean

Amy Winehouse with a top on in St Lucia

Amy Winehouse managed to tiptoe out of her rehab clinic in Britian where she was on a month long detox program for a less painful method of drying out – a holiday in the Caribbean.

Winehouse was able to sneak out of the country with her besties in tow for some well deserved Amy time on St Lucia.

Not a bad idea Amy. Surely some sunshine will help to add a bit of colour to that pasty body of yours and assist in drying out all that caked up cokey shit in your veins.

Winehouse has been pictured taking the island of St Lucia by topless storm prancing around the pearly white sandy beaches and splashing in the water like some sort of skanky wasted seahorse.


Vacationers seemed baffled by the stick insect as she brazenly cavorted past them in all her topless glory. They tried their best to ignore her and not let her ruin what was left of their holiday.

Amy also appeared topless on her hotel balcony getting jiggy with it and shaking her bony ass without a care in the world as to who was privy to her burlesque freakshow. Her hotel room, where she was staying, was in the more sedate part of the hotel where all the oldies were and their peaceful serenity was suddenly broken by the spectacle of the creature swaying around in a daze and singing incoherently to her screechingly loud music.


Winehouse was probably trying to score some decent shit whilst there and maybe by her little dance routine, she found the goods.

Ok it’s not a pretty sight to behold but methinks a hit of pure Vitamin D and a fruit punch minus the rum is going to do the insect a whole lotta good – if she can just stay off the drugs.

November 15, 2008

Amy Sinks To An All Time Low – If That’s Actually Possible

Mop top Amy Winehouse makes a visit to her old flat in Camden


What’s with the curly wig that Amy Winehouse has been modelling of late?

It’s one thing to be an old crackhead skank but to be one with a curly mop top is just too much for us civilians to bear. Whilst you are on your way down, give your look some semblance of pomp and majesty please Amy. Big knotted beehive do’s, blood stained shoes, gashed arms – now you’re talking.

Looking like yesterday’s old garbage is just too well... commonplace.

Up the ante Amy if you want to continue to be a blog item.