Looking for a bonanza of entertainment, are you? Then do a Google image search for impetigo. Go ahead and do it now. We’ll wait. Ah, there’s that lovely sound of violent retching we were waiting for. The foamy white ones are our favourites, too.
Sure, we all get to have the thrill of infectious skin disease image searching, but guess who’s out there with real-life infectious skin disease. Amy Winehouse, that’s who. She’s got impetigo on her face. So, yes, there is legitimately, clinically something wrong with her face that doesn’t have to do with the brutal thwomping of drugs and alcohol, or eyeliner wings that look like they’re desperately trying to get her face to take flight. Who knew?
If we had paid any attention to Amy Winehouse’s face lately, we might have noticed the painful-looking lumps on her face that don’t seem to have any relation to beatings from her husband of any kind. Those lumps are the direct result of a bacterial infection to Amy Winehouse’s face. Ouch. Okay, that sucks, but Amy, that’s why you don’t slowly rub your hoard of recently-acquired Grammy Awards all over your face for hours at a time, weeping softly and whispering sweet nothings of tenderness, which have caused open sores to become infected with bacteria.
It all seems legit, though. Amy Winehouse’s rep confirmed the situation:
'Amy has been diagnosed with impetigo, which she has been told can be highly contagious. Because of that she has been put on antibiotics and may have to stay home alone for the next few days.'
It only seems logical that with her past and current lifestyle, it’s probably just best to assume that Amy Winehouse is a walking cornucopia of highly contagious diseases at any given time, and anyone in the same time zone as her should take antibiotics as a precautionary measure.
At any rate, it’s a good thing for Amy Winehouse that this impetigo junk was nipped in the bud. Amy probably didn’t even notice the new pustules of infection amongst the usual smattering of self-harm scars until the critters began to come down out of her bride of Frankenstein hive hair and poke at the sores. Otherwise, the infection might have spread all over her body and turned her into a reclusive hermit holed up in her apartment, never to be heard from again.
We dare to dream.
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mst3kster says
When asked what her impetigo had to say, it exclaimed, “Son of a bitch, I’m infected with Amy Winehouse! Please get me a gun, I can’t take it anymore!!”
TrailerTrash says
Gotta give credit to her doctors – they must have been on the Starbucks that day, instead of just writing her off as a world class case of having herpes and shooing her out of her office before she scares away all the other patients.
Whorehey says
You know, it’s inronic that finally Amy Winehouse’s face is probably hurting her as much as it’s been hurting everyone else. Talk about getting kicked by the ugly mule…
And from Wikipedia’s entry on impetigo: “People who play close contact sports… are particularly susceptible, regardless of age.” I wonder if being passed out face-down on the toilet seat in a squalid London dive bar bathroom counts as a contact sport? If so, my guess is that, impetigo aside, Amy Winehouse solidly beat that toilet seat.