Cottagecore -> what if my entire life was based around routines of dainty activities, while the help does all the hard labor?
Yes. Its a fantasy of (specifically white) privilege, with style cues/motifs.
From the wikipage:
In British English, the term cottage typically denotes a small, cosy building. During English Feudalism, cottages housed cotters (peasant labourers), who served their manorial lord.[6] The term now describes many kinds of small houses of rustic or traditional style.
Cottagecore is a fantasy of being the wife of an American plantation owner, (or I guess maybe a single/unmarried girlboss plantation owner) but with the setting transposed to England, where the required slavery/servitude to make this any kind of plausible has a slightly less ugly veneer of class or posh or whatnot over it.
None of it works without an inherently brutal class structure.
Its the Disneyification of being a plantation owner.
Its literally laughably obviously a power/status fantasy escapism. Its barely any different from 'I wish I was an actual princess.'
You wouldn't have had one person living in an actual cottage, you'd have had 8-12, they'd be cotters, and they'd be doing 12 to 16 hours of manual labor a day.
Cottagecore is where the lord and lady downsize from their nearby manor, move into one of the cottages of their serfs, because it is more quaint! ... and then the cotters I guess just sleep in tents outside of the cottage or are otherwise invisible or are ghosts that can till the fields or something.
Its a nostalgia that then gentrifies that nostalgia's version of a low income neighborhood.
Again, it is hilarious how un self aware one has to be somehow not notice the amount of privilege this all just presumes.
This is what happens when elitist white liberal women try to imagine an idealized living -> they completely disregard the labor and power relations of material reality, and invent a remixed version of plantations, with all the ugly parts ignored or denied, and then spend most of the time focusing on making up basically performative etiquettes to define the lifestyle.
I am so fucking sick of Tumblrinas.