As I read yet another magazine feature on La Wineboxhouse's descent into drug-addled messy confusion, one fact screamed out at me. According to the Sunday Times Magazine, she's a regular user of a sunbed she has in her flat. No Amy, no!
It obviously says a lot about me that the crack addiction, hospitalization, Blaaaake, Pete Doherty + mice YouTube craziness, the completely shambolic Glasto set and the weevils nest atop her head have zero ability to shock. They don't even tickle the skin of surprise. Stars 'n drugs = ubiquitous. So far, so usual. But sunbeds? Jaysis Amy, get a dose of cop on, wouldya?
Cristiano Ronaldo last week, Winehouse this - what next? Will 7 more days deliver us the news that Brian Cowen is a fan of Lancome Flash Bronzer? Perhaps it will be revealed that Britney Spears likes to roast her rear in 3pm sunshine. Oh, no, wait, that's actually all too likely.
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What do you reckon ladies, is Amy's self-tanning vice an addiction too far, or are you just sick of the sight of her at this stage and care not a jot?
