More often than I care to admit, I'll see a new design/hear some new music/otherwise encounter something new to me and not like it one bit.
In fact, when I first heard the band Clutch, I really didn't like them. Now they're my favorite band. A similar thing happened with Type O Negative, though I'm still fairly selective about which songs of theirs I like...
Several years ago, this little company in New Orleans called Confederate started building motorcycles. One model in particular, the Wraith, struck me as astoundingly ugly. Just incredibly, hideously ugly. The kind of ugly that needs to be hid under a heavy blanket and locked up in the cellar, if you can dig it.
Except, very recently, someone pointed out that the bike has a very retro design - almost like a modern board track racer.
And now I totally dig it and think it's a pretty sweet-looking bike. I think it might look nice in the garage next to the Triumph.
Frank Zappa said (basically) that anything can be art when you put a frame around it. A lot of times, I need someone to point out the frame for me and then I get it. It makes me wonder how many other people are walking around, absolutely despising something because they don't see the frame. And it makes me wonder how many frames I've missed.
Sometimes, the beholder's eye just needs an explanation.