Upturned Noses

Even the most laid back and egalitarian among us can be insufferable snobs when it comes to coffee, music, cars, beer, or any other pet obsession where things have to be just so. What are you snobbish about?

I’d like to think of myself as a laid back and an egalitarian, but I know my family would and can very vehemently disagree with that. I am most definitely a snob when it comes to four things: coffee, music, beer, and film.  Continue reading

Moved to Tears

Do movies, songs, or other forms of artistic expression easily make you cry? Tell us about a recent tear-jerking experience!

Oh man, am I a cry-baby when it comes to the arts. I used to play it tough, but that was before I finally admitted to myself that I might someday become like my mother. The end of that rebellious phase led to the new and improved Sobbing Siena.

I don’t cry at everything. When a friend of mine recommended that I read The Fault in Our Stars, she told me that if I wasn’t sobbing by the end, I had no soul. Guess I have no soul. Don’t get me wrong; I absolutely loved the book and that ending filled me with all the emotions a good book should invoke, but it just didn’t spark any tears.  Continue reading

Musical Marker

We all have songs that remind us of specific periods and events in our lives. Twenty years from now, which song will remind you of the summer of 2014?

Summer 2014 has been uneventful, and so far I really can’t think of a song at all. This may sound depressing, but… well, yeah it’s kind of depressing. Writing, reading, and Netflixing all day every day might sound great, but it’s only great when you’re supposed to be studying in college (pretend you didn’t see that, mom and dad). Toronto, however, was nice. For all you foodies out there, you must go to Old Town Toronto and EAT EVERYTHING. I especially recommend the restaurant Origin. A bit pricey, but well worth it because the food is so unique and freaking delicious.

One song I will really remember in twenty years, though, is the song I listened to while driving over the Tappan Zee Bridge on my way to my first day at college last fall. It was “The Call” by Regina Spektor. Every lyric in this song was so perfect for the occasion. This summer has been that “you’ll come back when they call you” part of the song, “they” being my parents. If you haven’t listened to it before, I strongly recommending clicking here. Or read the lyrics if you’re lazy like me:  Continue reading