No, all it took was to fly that 500 mile per hour bird through a rain storm or clouds with icing to transform the image to one of a shabbily treated machine. In just one flight that proud bird came home looking like something the cat might have dragged in. The paint on the leading edges of the engines was peeled away in a gruesome manner which made the Stratofortress look like it had been through a war.
It was the ground crews and the paint shop folks who had the job of keeping the proud B-52's looking their best. And it was a never-ending chore. At least that was the case in the early days, before someone decided a change of color would be nice.
I guess that no matter what you color them, the BUFF's were pretty much the same, always impressive and always enormous.