Can someone please tell me why rustic décor must include roosters? I just don’t understand.
The first definition of rustic is: of or relating to the countryside; rural (according to Google…).
It says nothing about roosters. I realize that roosters live in the country… and people like them… generally. I also have neighbors that have a rooster and chickens. But, (in my opinion) it’s one of the ugliest animals on the planet. Why would I put them all over my house?
Here’s another question. Why are they so common in kitchen décor? I can’t find rustic kitchen décor anywhere that doesn’t include a rooster. Okay… that may be stretching it a bit, but you don’t see living rooms with roosters in them. Why is that?
This post is about to get hilariously hypocritical… Because I must confess that I’m obsessed with cows.
Yes. Cows. I have a cow in my kitchen… and milk bottles. So the same people I’m insulting (regarding roosters) are now looking at me skeptically because I have a love for cows. Here’s the main point of this post though… I can love cows but not necessarily associate them with rustic, country décor. I can also avoid saturating the kitchen with cows. (See above where I mention that I have ONE cow in my kitchen. Now that I think about it… I have ONE cow in the house.)
If you’re a good friend of mine and you have roosters in your house or yard and you’re now wondering if I hate all of your décor and think you’re stupid for liking roosters the answer is no. I love your homes. You’re free to like roosters, or pigs or any animal that strikes you. The home is an expression of ones self and you are free to decorate with what pleases you. The entire point of this post is for me to express my opinion and to let you know that I don’t have any room for understanding of the common obsession for the rooster. That’s all.
PS – Totally ridiculous second post. I’m a terrible blogger already. And… no pictures! Which totally makes sense due to the fact that I only want to post my own pictures here… and I have no roosters to take pictures of… now I feel better.
UPDATE – Look at this picture and tell me that doesn’t make you feel overwhelmed and half-mad…
PPS – I have a chipmunk in the basement.
