Eye of the beholder and all that, I suppose.
I'm so tired of pulling Smilax
out of trees and digging up the big ugly tumors (ok... tubers) I have a hard time wrapping my mind around someone actually wanting to purposely plant these aggressive flesh-ripping vines in a special position in their garden in order to better appreciate their beauty!
If you twist my arm until it's ready to snap while standing on my big toe with high heels, I =might= finally, grudgingly, admit the variegated pattern on the leaves is attractive. But I will NEVER smile on it's presence on my property!
JMHO