Powerlevel but this one time I was reading my housemate's Maxim and there was an article about how lads should decorate to get chicks in the mood and it said "No pictures of rocks, ice, or volcanoes. Chicks don't dig these."
I guess that makes me a man. And one who will never get laid, to boot.
(And I have shelves of shit I have collected. The rocks live in their natural habitat, which is outside.)
Srsly tho, I don't give a shit how "masculine" or "feminine" a house is. That kind of obsession leads to autists trooning or pooning out because they have the wrong decorations on the wall.