Forget rehab. Forget sober companions. Forget therapy, psych wards, and changing one's blood a la Keith Richards in the 1970s. Amy Winehouse is starting her own trend in the quest to kick her drug and alcohol habit–employing a sober baby to accompany her everywhere. Good thing too, because she was recently overheard wailing at a party that her impetigo was getting worse, according to The Blemish:
ìIíve been told Iíll lose my looks over thisóbut I canít give it up! Iím told my scars might never heal. My dermatologist says itís a result of the drugs and it could spread to other parts of my body if I donít quit. What will I do if I lose my looks? Blake will never love me like that.î
Oh, and she said this while horfing rail after rail of cocaine from a toilet lid. If only she had employed her sober baby earlier. Direct your gaze to the picture at left, and you will see this irresistably huggable little moppet doing his job well, successfully pinching Wino's nostrils so as to make it physically impossible for her to do her drug of choice. However, five minutes later…
