So I guess she won't need to go on Dr. Drew's Sober House after all? The mess formerly known as Amy Wino now claims she's clean as a whistle now that she's kicked Blake Incarcerated out of her life, has sensationally vowed: “I’m OFF the drugs for good!” and has found love with a new boyfriend, Josh Bowman.
Speaking openly and honestly at the luxury Caribbean hideaway where she has been infuriating well-heeled hotel guests with her drunken cavorting, the junkie Rehab star declared:
“I’ve finally escaped from hell. I’m in love again and I don’t need drugs. Look at me, I’m glowing!”
Amy revealed her secrets as the News of the World spent the last week with her on sun-kissed St Lucia.
I was there to witness the singer’s full-on craziness as she stumbled round the island with the new man in her life, 21-year-old Josh Bowman— the posh ex-public schoolboy she met after arriving at the plush all-inclusive Le Sport resort.
As shambolic hyper Amy sat still for once, she downed the latest in a never-ending flow of lethal flame-red strawberry daiquiris and:
INSISTED she has kicked drugs for ever.
DENOUNCED jailbird junkie husband Blake Fielder-Civil as a flop in bed.
BRAGGED of hitting new sexual heights with hunky lover Josh.
ADMITTED living like a “zombie” before the holiday.
CONFESSED she could have DIED if she hadn’t got clean.
The 25-year-old tattooed singer told all during an astonishingly frank chat in the early hours of Thursday.
Dressed in her familiar holey black vest, hotpants and no shoes, she swings her dirty bare feet onto a chair on the hotel’s terrace and says: “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 f*** that, I’m staying!
“Especially as I met Josh here. 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.”
She then leans forward and whispers cheekily: “We just had sex. . . can’t you tell?”
And, in one of the rare moments she ever mentions her husband, Amy reveals: “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."
Leaning back and drawing deep on one of the endless Marlboro Light cigarettes she scrounges off hotel guests, Amy adds: “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.
“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.”
Amy has been at the hotel since the New Year. She is believed to have shelled out a staggering £32,000 to fly out a group of friends which seems to grow by the day.
The motley crew stick out like a sore thumb amid the immaculately-dressed, champagne-sipping ladies who don their finest gowns and jewels for dinner.
By day the singer staggers around the hotel’s beach topless, and at night she doesn’t wear much more.
My first sight of Amy is an unkempt rat-like creature with a tea towel on her head scurrying through the door of the genteel piano bar, screeching in a grating Cockney accent, wearing little more than scraggy denim hotpants, a dirty bra and knotted vest.
"Many guests visibly shake their heads and groan. Their luxury break in paradise has just turned into hell.
One woman immediately gets up and leaves, declaring: “Oh no! I can’t sit through this again!”
But Amy couldn’t care less. “It’s like I’ve stepped onto a new planet and nothing can harm me here,” she tells me. “At home I seem to get in with the wrong people and just get myself in trouble.
“Yes I’ve been getting p***ed 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.
“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 f***ing great at it. You wouldn’t believe I could ever walk in a straight line on a rope, but I can!
“I’ve even been in the ocean. A few months ago I wouldn’t have dreamed of it because I wouldn’t have wanted to get my beehive wet.
“But now I’ve got my new short haircut and I feel like a new woman.
Zombie
“Before I got here I was just like a zombie most days. But here I’ve got new zest for life as I’m off the drugs.
“All I’ve done is read books, sunbathe and drink cocktails. But it’s made me feel like concentrating on my career again.
"Most nights I’ve done a few songs on the piano for a laugh but I’m starting to think about recording again. I want to capture how happy I am right now in some new songs.”
Spending time with Amy is like coping with a hyperactive child. She never sits still and rabbits on, hardly stopping to draw breath.
During one evening she changed her outfit twice and the following day changed her bikini FOUR times.
She’s 25, but like some restless teenager she thinks nothing of getting up from the table and cartwheeling round the grounds. Or jumping on a random guest’s back and demanding a piggyback.
When she’s not talking or performing acrobatics she’s either dragging on a ciggie or slurping her bright red rum cocktails.
She constantly drapes herself over floppy-haired lover Josh, covering him with kisses. And she’s totally unabashed as everyone watches her drag him into the bushes.
On Wednesday night Joshua’s gran gets the attention when Amy sits on her knee and takes to the piano for the THIRD time.
“I love this woman like she’s my own nan!” declares Amy as she covers her in kisses, something she has a tendency to inflict on most of her fellow guests.
Then in her instantly recognisable husky voice Amy attempts to sing Puppy Love, Cry Me A River and The Long And Winding Road as she plonks out notes with one hand.
To say she murdered the songs might be harsh. But three hours of drinking cocktails have certainly taken their toll.
Several times Amy just stops mid-song and shouts: “Oh f***! I don’t even know this one!” Understandably she is not a hit with scores of other guests who came for a quiet break.
Earlier this week Amy narrowly escaped being arrested when she threw a drink over one 27-year-old woman—a bride who was on her honeymoon!
Confused
“I admit I did throw a glass of water over her,” she says. “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 apologised later.
“And if that’s the worst that’s happened I’m not complaining. For me, that’s being as good as gold!”
Many who have paid £200 a night to stay there don’t agree. They complain to staff endlessly.
One guest called Linda from Sheffield told us: “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.”
Source: Newsoftheworld.co.uk
Glad that she's finally off the drugs, but did we really have to know she just had sex with Josh (who is a hottie, by the way) All that vomit breath in my face while I'm pounding away at her corpse along with staring into those crystal eyes of hers. not a sight I want to vision. that would be like me fucking an extra from a George Romero film. I've heard that based on the people who come into Amy's life that she's got an addictive personality so if they do things around her, be it positive or negative, she absorbs it like a sponge. If this is a good relationship for her, i hope nothing influences her to get back on the hard shit again. Stay on the right track and give us some new music. We had to suffer long enough with Duffy's terrible music. Now we need some 60's soul with bite!
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