My Tears Dry On Their Own....♥

Hey guys,

This post, as you might of guessed, is dedicated to the late, great and soulful Miss Amy Winehouse. On Saturday 23rd July around 4pm she was found dead at her home in Camden. She lived in one of the coolest places in London and was undoubtedly the coolest of soul/jazz/rock/pop (you really can't put her into a box) singers London has ever seen. It was no shock to see the side synonymous with her persona in the magazines, the drink and the drugs hardly made anyone surprised. But every now and again you would catch a glimpse of the Real Amy, the smart and frankly amazing star that caused such a stir in the music industry.

Her mile-high distressed beehive and the black fierce eyeliner flicks made her stand out from the crowd alongside a beautiful figure and a stream of tattoos down her arms. She had an incredible way of making all her clothes cool, paired usually with black heels and effortless glamour. I have never seen a more down to Earth star. She wore what she wanted and never hid behind couture, as just wearing a normal dress was all that it needed to become couture. I also admire the way she ignored the only wear an outfit once 'rule' in women's fashion. I never understood why you cannot wear the same dress again and I love she seemed to feel the same.

Her music. Well Amy, you would be glad to know your back in the charts but trust me you never left my heart. You were more than an idol, you were strong when people doubted you and you were strong when your heart was being tested by the press and I have to say that is a quality I would love to have. I admit some of your choices must of been hard and some maybe turned out not as planned but you stuck by them. Back to Black was truly a piece of art. You showed everyone how you really felt in song and you struck back at anyone trying to bring you down. I love the songs about love on the album too. You speak so honestly, it must of been good to let all your feelings out in the medium you love. I also have to comment on Valerie. You and Mark Ronson should be so proud. That song never will get old and without you it could of. You had a magic about making every song last a lifetime.

Amy, I am sad to say that you died at 27. That was too young and it shocked me to the core. I hope you are at peace now. I will never forget you and all that bad press that lead up before your death, they got you all wrong. You were a strong, smart and powerful girl who was not afraid to say and act the way you wanted and you just did not get the help you needed. For that the whole world now is saddened.

Despite the fact many of your gigs were mocked, Amy I really regret not being able to see you live.
I will never forget the impact you made on my life. You inspired me.

Thank you for writing such a huge part of my life. Now you go back to black and my tears dry....

 

Lots of Love, Rest in Peace,

Amber (LDN TEENAGE FASHIONISTA) xox