I'm obsessed with Amy Winehouse. I make no secret of the fact that I love her. I love her music. I want her to sing to me while I swing lazily on my porch (I also need a porch and a swing on said porch for this to work) sipping my evening martini and smoking my evening pack of cigarettes (I'm trying to cut back.) That being said, she also scares the bejesus out of me. That's a problem. I'm rather partial to my bejesus and I'd like to keep it if at all possible. This is not superficial, mind you, but a completely rational fear. Observe:
The singer reportedly carved the words 'I love Blake' into her stomach and made repeated foul mouth rants, as she spoke to US rock magazine Spin.
Talking before her recent marriage to husband Blake Fielder-Civil, she ranted about her new found superstardom.
'I'm not in this to be a f***ing role model' she insisted.
Um...
Shit, gang, I don't even know where to go with this. Firstly, I'm not sure anyone has ever accused Winehouse of being a role model. Secondly, isn't cutting supposed to be, you know, secret? I mean, all of the after school specials always called it "secret cutting." I guess things have changed since my days as a wee lass, bitching about General Hospital being off the air for the day so I could watch a very special Hallmark program: She Cut in Silence.
You know what really gets me about this one, though? Amy Winehouse is really cute. Stay with me, here. Amy Winehouse, when she sings, is adorable. She has this very girly stature and her mannerisms are dainty and her face so coy and secretive...she is downright adorable when in her element. And I say this completely inclusive of her tattoos, beehive hairdo, lioness/Elvira-esque eye makeup, and scars. I can do without all those things, mind you, but they don't take away from how downright captivating she is when she's on stage as you would think they would. But sweet mother of lo-carb energy drinks, can I ignore this? I've stated before that I'd be terrified of seeing this thing in person, but my love affair with her album and her performance has brought me to change my mind. I want to hear her sing live every night. From the aforementioned imaginary swing on my veranda (I'll get one.) I'm just not sure that I'll allow sharp objects in the vicinity.
Source: Metro UK
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