Trainwrecks.

I think I'm just drawn to women with highly publicized, insane, drug-ridden trainwreck lives.

I literally only use MySpace to keep up with Courtney Love's incoherent yet adorable blog/rants, and I stopped voraciously devouring what Perez reports because he puts down Amy Winehouse.

Maybe these girls' outrageous lifestyles so far surpass my own chaos that I feel better when comparing my life to theirs. Maybe Courtney's inability to move on from Kurt Cobain (and who would be able to move on, let's face it, Kurt is my ideal guy) minimizes my issues with finally getting over my ex. Perhaps poor Amy's distance from her husband (you know, given that he's in jail) helps me cope with the fact that I'm far from the "open" relationship I'm currently wrapping my head around.

Or maybe the moments when these women are strongest reminds me that we girls have the ability to overcome even the most ridiculous scandals or obstacles.

Because in the end, no matter how many times our beloved Ms. Love shows off her lady bits when falling over drunk, or how often Amy's handlers prevent her from playing a show due to a breakdown or total drug-induced disability, those girls just keep on truckin'.

Courtney's always wearing amazing Givenchy or Versace. She was a feminist riot grrrl icon in her day. Amy just keeps making music that (like it or not) gets quite a bit of airplay. She's been nominated for Grammys, too. They refuse to quit, no matter the adversity.

And don't even get me started on that Britney Spears.