[the invisib1e hand]

And none of the MSM brown-nosers will mention that Michelle Obama dresses like an explosion in a thrift shop

There are lots of ways to say what I'm thinking about this, but one song comes to mind:

"...we live in a time
when paintings have no colors, words don't rhyme..."

In other words, it seems that in this day, everything is beautiful except beauty itself.

[GrannyK]

Reminds me of years ago when my uncle had on a bright Hawaiian shirt. He ask my other uncle how he liked his shirt. The answer was “Looks like a paint factory blew up!”

I still laugh when I think of the two of them (long gone)may they rest in peace!