Yesterday’s make-up has run across Amy Winehouse’s face.
She is wearing a bright-pink bra under a cropped Nike top.
You can see scars which indicate that she has been self-harming – cutting herself – again and there are two fresh cigarette burns on her stomach.
Amy, 25, was hailed as the most exciting vocal talent of her generation. She is living in two villas which cost her record company about £2,000 a night.
It’s a curious, dissolute life for the troubled singer. Lonely and usually drunk, seems more lost each passing day in her Caribbean paradise of St. Lucia.
A lucky (unlucky?) journalist from the Daily Mail (UK) got to spend time with Amy Winehouse there, and the songbird coughed up some choice quotes.
Covered in what appeared to be self-inflicted cuts and burns, Amy apparently replaced crack and heroin with alcohol. She began drinking at 9 a.m.
“It feels like home here,” she says of the resort she calls home.
In addition to paying for her villas and the six people that tend to her on a daily basis, Universal has installed a recording studio for Wino, in the hopes that she will sober up long enough to record the follow up album to Back To Black.
It’s cost almost $1 million, and all Amy Winehouse has to show for it thus far is an increasingly high tolerance for hard liquor (and weed, natch).
She was coherent enough to say that she and estranged husband Blake Fielder-Civil – who knocked up Gilleen Morris while in rehab – are still in love.
However, she added, “I couldn’t have given him kids – and anyway I want black kids, not white kids.” Naturally, who doesn’t? Makes perfect sense.
She said she was working on her temper, too: “I don’t hit people any more. I used to get into confrontations … now I just like to face things head on.”
Well, that’s a relief. Why are we imagining her head-butting people? And why do we get the sense that this troubled star is living on borrowed time?