Amy Winehouse, bless! Imagine the horror of some poor Harvey Nichols assistant on opening up a package from Amy WInehouse and discovering a pile of clothing covered in vomit. Add into that horror the green fungi growing on the silk apparel. I’m thinking the smell wouldn’t be good either. Evidently, Harvey Nichols sent the trainwreck some silk and satin frocks to wear for London Week (it’s their own fault) which was, oh, so long ago. This week a courier returned them, with evidence of what she had been up to, all over the dresses. An unnamed source said “While wearing one of the frocks, she went on an all-night bender. She ended up in the loos, where she was violently sick. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty.” Evidently only one dress had the songstress’s sick on it, but she threw everything in together and whoala $25,000 of designer labels destroyed. If I was Harvey Nichols I’d be chucking them up (pardon the pun) on eBay because some sucker would pay a fortune for Amy’s DNA. Dear god, Winehouse cloning!