She is without taste or even a rudimentary sense of decorum.

Goethe said, "There is nothing more dreadful than imagination without taste."

He was full of imagination, but without taste or knowledge.

Being poor, she knew from experience, did not necessarily mean being without taste.

It was choosing to live blind and deaf, or in a world without taste or color.

It is a brown/black powder, insoluble in water, toxic but without taste or smell.

The food was emergency rations, he thought, thin wafers without much taste, a small can of liquid.

You seem, too, to be not without taste.

"The Russians were always a people without taste."

He was almost entirely without aesthetic taste, I believe.