I don't really know where it comes from. But sometimes, I think I'm still 16 years old. When someone tells me I shouldn't do something - even when I explicitly asked for advice - I turn right around and do it. I call myself a Contrarian and I don't know if that's a word, or if I made it up. And I'm too lazy to google it.
Against the advice of wiser, more experienced, and more professional people, I did this to our living room this weekend (it's the rug):
Pooh-pooh, Pottery Barn.