This elevator is in free-fall. The latest Amy Winehouse escapade has her being photographed covered in blood and scratches, running away from her husband, Blake Fielder-Civil, to get into a car with strangers, only to be seen locked arm and arm with him mere hours later. It all sounds very stable, much like a day in the life of Britain’s running joke, Pete Doherty. After Winehouse’s alleged drug overdose (of heroin, ecstasy, cocaine, ketamine and alcohol!!!), she jettisoned rehab (a certain song title she must woefully regret by now), and ends up with a very classy and very public domestic dispute. Yep, I’m sure everything’s fine here. Move along.
The female Pete Doherty?
Posted August 24th, 2007 by eric
Tags: commentary · gossip
5 responses so far ↓
1 bigcitysheep // Aug 24, 2007 at 4:13 pm
Here’s an update from a site I’m ashamed to admit I read…
http://perezhilton.com/?p=4365
2 Eric Greenwood // Aug 24, 2007 at 4:29 pm
god, her texts are almost as disturbing as the other story.
3 Logan Young // Aug 24, 2007 at 11:25 pm
Did someone say “Sid & Nancy?” Nice to see that diet of hers is working, her figure is to die for.
4 Mark Ronson's Dylan - blonde on bland // Aug 26, 2007 at 3:02 pm
[…] it just sounds like Lord Ronson ran it through one of his low-cut Stax/high-pass Volt filters à la Sid Vicious-with-a-vagina Amy Winehouse’s Dap-Kings. Nevertheless, like LeVar Burton, you don’t have to take my word for it. Check out […]
5 Hope I die before I get old, Drawer B // Sep 6, 2007 at 11:42 pm
[…] Well, at least we can rest assured that Pete Doherty won’t make it to his twilight years, and the way things are looking Amy Winehouse won’t be far behind. […]