About Laurie White

Laurie, aka LaurieWrites, was born a small sedentary child who spent her formative years in the partial care of Sid & Marty Kroftt, the Superfriends and Julie, the Love Boat cruise director. While other kids wanted Jordache jeans for their birthdays, she asked for and received an annual subscription to People Magazine.

Chris Brown’s ‘Demon Art’ Latest Indication That Chris Brown Does What He Wants


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Chris Brown’s neighbors are upset because he’s had some large, monster-looking things painted on the walls outside of his probably very lovely Hollywood Hills home, because hahaha, he’s Chris Brown, check out his DEMONS, BITCHES. Oh my God. That metaphor just jumped out and hit me in the head. Let’s return to that, shall we? [...]

I’m Not Broken Because I’m Not a Mom [Essay]


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Ed note: Because there are so many important things our authors want to talk about that aren’t strictly pop culture in nature, we’ll occasionally be posting essays and rants from them about personal topics we believe deserve attention and consideration from our readers. This is the first in that series.  I accidentally didn’t have children. [...]

Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne Splitting?


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Let’s get this out of the way right now: I cannot deal with a Sharon and Ozzy Osbourne divorce, and this is all about me. Just to give you an idea of how much I can’t deal, it just occurred to me yesterday in passing how sad it was that Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz [...]

Ray J Says “I Hit It First.” What Say You, Kim Kardashian?


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Kim Kardashian is a beautiful woman, famous for who knows what. An ass barely conceivable in nature? Terrible reality shows? Siblings with K-names willing to make asses of themselves on reality shows? Bruce Jenner is her dad? Sure. I don’t even know. Related (work with me here): Beefs are to hip-hop as peanut butter is [...]

On Loathing The Lumineers And Other Not-Quite-So-Radical Musical Acts


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Occasionally I irrationally hate things. I mean, sometimes I dislike things with the full-on righteousness of feeling, if not actually being, ultimately correct. But other times my loathing makes no sense and I know it, at least in terms of the strength and velocity of my dislike relative to the thing. I hate its name, [...]