Amy Winehouse gets a lot of slack for being insane just because she runs through field’s half naked and hides amongst the uncut blades of grass like she’s running away from some monster. It reminds me of every fuckin’ hippie poser I see dancing around parks bare foot in the middle of summer like they are on some kind of 1967 acid trip, but aren’t really high and just playing out the motions they think they are supposed to be playin’ out because they watched every Woodstock video available on YouTube and decided that’s the life they want to live.
The truth is that the monster Amy Winehouse is running from in herself and when she saw the reflection in her mirror for the first time since she started going to shit didn’t know what the dirty toothed skeleton lookin’ back at her was. It could be some some kind of alochol and drug induced hallucenation or maybe it’s withdrawal and it’s not half as crazy as some of the shit I’ve seen addicts do, like the dude who covered himself in feces and thought he was wearing brown slacks….really bad smelling slacks…a smell I would only assume is similar to Amy Winehouse’s scent, but that’s just her safety mechanism so that no wild animal comes out of the woods to eat her but I would, but then again the smell of shit has never stopped me before. I just plug my nose and dive in because I like just like vagina that much.
Either way, here’s Amy on her field trip.