Beachside Blender Brouhaha
Margot's tiny beach home, nestled back in the trees, was the talk of the town, not because of its size, but because of its eccentric decor. From seashell chandeliers to sand-filled carpets, Margot had a knack for the unconventional. But the crown jewel of her collection was an old blender she had inherited from her grandmother. It was a peculiar thing, with patterns that looked suspiciously like disco balls and a glass jar that seemed to play '70s music when the sunlight hit it just right.
