I saw a piece of decor listed as “rustic vogue” but I thought it was “rustic vague.” I like the idea of being vaguely rustic. Yeah, I live in a subdivision. But I bought some chickens and the HOA can blow me about it. They live in the back, near the Association Approved Fence Line. They come out to scratch around in the Generic Landscaping and eat bugs, and I’m drinking whiskey out of a bottle and following them around, nodding at passers by who are suddenly vaguely concerned that the neighborhood is turning rustic. Y’all heifers wanna put chickens and farmhouse signs up everywhere but can’t handle a real hen in the yard.
Rustic Vague. I like it.







