Lipstick on a Pig

You know how you walk into an IKEA showroom and some fancy table set catches your eye?
You happily purchase it, lug it all the way home, bust your butt assembling the thing then stand back to admire your handiwork only to realise how awful it looks in your room.

It's like a hot voluptuous princess posing with her moth-eaten cousin of a bedpost and her psychotic messy sister study table in an Adam's Family mansion. It sure makes for some jarring, awkward viewing.