
Wino may be sipping and gettin’ tipsy on strawberry daiquiris while living the high life in St. Lucia, but Miss Amy seems to have replaced her drug addiction with booze and “love”. A reporter from the UK spent a little quality time with Wino on her mini-vacation and now unveils Wino’s thoughts on her life, her love and her state of mind. Check out some highlights from the tabloid-BFF hangout.
On Why She Might Not Go Home:
I’ve finally escaped from hell. I’m in love again and I don’t need drugs. Look at me, I’m glowing! I love it here and have never felt so happy. In fact I don’t think I’m ever going home. I was supposed to go last week but I thought fuck that, I’m staying!
Why Josh Is The Man For Her:
He couldn’t be more different from my husband, which is not a bad thing. Blake looks like me, a right mess. But Josh is all handsome and clean and that’s what I love about him. People might think we haven’t got anything in common but I get on like a house on fire with all his family despite them being so posh. When I’m with Josh I don’t need drugs to feel good because he makes me feel so amazing.
Her Status With Her Hubby Blake:
Blake was rubbish in bed. Do you know what? Almost every time I slept with him it was like I was dead.
I don’t know what’s going on with us now and for the time being I’ve just forgotten I’m even married. I’m just here on my own, happy and having a good time with Josh. I’ll deal with Blake when I get back. But our whole marriage was based on doing drugs. So being with someone like Josh is much better for me.
When She Saw Pictures Of Herself In Her Whacked Out State:
Before I came out here I looked at a photo of myself in the newspaper and was horrified. My skin was a spotty mess and I was so pale and skinny. I thought to myself, ‘Girl, you got to sort yourself out or you’ll be dead soon.’ I was depressed, doing drugs and had no life in me at all. Coming here has changed everything. We’re having a great time together along with all Josh’s family and friends and I just don’t want the holiday to end.
Why Home Isn’t Where The Heart Is:
Home is hell for me. I’ve escaped from it. There are drugs everywhere. I can’t do anything without everyone thinking I’m off my head on drugs, although half the time they were right, I WAS. But here I feel so calm and peaceful and for the first time I can definitely say I AM off the drugs. I haven’t touched anything since I arrived and I feel the best I have in years. It’s like I’ve stepped onto a new planet and nothing can harm me here. At home I seem to get in with the wrong people and just get myself in trouble. Yes I’ve been getting pissed here but, compared to the states I get into back in London, this is the best behaved I’ve been in years.
“That’s why I came here and it’s worked a treat. That’s why I keep extending my stay. Look at me, I’m a different person. For the first time in my life I’ve got a suntan, although to be honest most of it is fake. I can’t stop slapping it on. I’ve been eating non-stop because the food’s so great here and now I’ve got some meat on my bones.
On Why She’d Fit In Perfect With The Circus:
And I’ve even done some exercise, although that was only learning how to do the trapeze at the circus school they have here. You should see me, I’m fucking great at it. You wouldn’t believe I could ever walk in a straight line on a rope, but I can!
On Why She Threw Water Over Some Random Chick’s Head:
I admit I did throw a glass of water over her. I got confused and thought she’d been glaring at me that afternoon. But it turns out it wasn’t her at all—she was just trying to enjoy her honeymoon. She went mad and I don’t blame her. But I went over and apologized later. And if that’s the worst that’s happened I’m not complaining. For me, that’s being as good as gold!
But a guest begs to differ, citing Amy as an annoyance and a vacation ruiner.
“I’ve been here two weeks and every day I pray she’s gone home. But then you see her crawling out of her room looking a total mess and think, ‘Here we go again.’ She’s just allowed to run riot. She dresses like a cross between a tramp and a prostitute and I’ve never once seen her wear any shoes for dinner. She’s just out of control. Our peaceful break has been ruined by her.”
“Every night we go to the piano bar and the professional player can’t entertain us because Amy’s taken over. And she can’t even play. She just jabs at odd notes and is usually so drunk she can barely hold a note. If I have to listen to her do Puppy Love again I think I’ll kill her. The first day I thought it was quite exciting having a celebrity there—but believe me, the novelty soon wears off. I can’t for a minute understand what that handsome well-spoken boy is doing with her.”
Girlfriend is still wacky, as her brain is probably fried from all the near-fatal drug binges, but you must admit Wino is looking healthier and happier. I’m just afraid what will happen when she DOES return to the UK.