i used to think that she is fugly. the problem with her is, she overdoes things. with all that hair, (oh my god, the hair) fake lashes and mascara.. she makes up like there's no tomorrow. she drinks too much, though she says no no no to rehab.
and if i ever meet her, i would love to have a conversation that goes,
me: hey what's up amy?
amy winehouse: my hair.
boy that would make my day alright. i'm sorry but i think i have an unhealthy obsession with her hair. it's in my 7 wonders of the world list. it would probably make it to the top three. it is a mystery. how much, exactly, is real. and what does she keep in it. does she keep a spare mike in it, if ever, god forbid, hers became faulty during one of her concerts? or does she store a carton of vodkas in it? what amy? what?!
but as the title of my post suggests, i have now changed my opinion. amy is hot. she has this don't-give-a-fuck attitude that makes her appealing. i've never fancied over-obliging artistes. they make me sick. which is why taiwan stars give me major indigestion. but amy, oh amy. she drinks at her concert, in this plastic cup that looks like it holds a soft drink, but watch lose her footing, and squint against the bright lights as the show goes on. and i have grown to love how her huge hair is always in place, and how she shakes her booty as she sings. cute, though maybe a tad deranged.
amy winehouse is talented and writes her own songs. she's the entertainment scene's bad girl but she sings.. i don't know what genre. some says it's jazz, some say soul. i also don't know. but i know it's good. i love her album and i hope she gets better soon.
and please, don't lose the hair amy.
i told you i was trouble, by amy winehouse. she sounds just as good live
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