In the case against the aesthetic sensibility of the 60s, this is exhibit one:

Blonde wood trim on powder blue doors. Delft crocks sharing a shelf with brass fondues. Tables that look like - well, actually, I'd like that table, but I know it's cheap, falls apart when bumped, and leaves big dents in the soft linoleum - particularly when the linoleum has been heated to the temperature of the sun's surface by the television lights. Actually, it's not fair to judge this picture by its appearance - this is probably what sets looked like in order to look right on the black and white sets of the day. The color scheme here is the equivalent of exaggerated stage makeup that helps an actor project an emotion to the back rows.

Or, it just plain sucks. I can see either side of the argument.