
In April 2022, I fulfilled one of my final bucket-list goals: I bought a snowbird condo.
I love my little place in Bradenton, Florida. Winters there, near the beach, feel like getting an extra summer. I found a rare fully furnished, turn-key condo, and when I’m not there, I rent it out on Airbnb. Thanks to its primo location near beautiful Anna Maria Island, it pays for itself.
But every winter when I return, I also return to The List.
There are always maintenance chores waiting for me — things broken, worn out, rearranged, or mysteriously missing. And little by little, as the old doo-dads are ready for the donation pile, I replace them with things that feel more like… me.
And apparently, “me” might best be described as:
Whimsical Fairy Princess with a Thrift Store Budget.
Sparkle Style

One of the first things I added was a lighted LED willow tree in my little reading nook. I love that I can change the colors depending on my mood or the season. Soft white for calm. Pink for playful. Blue for contemplative.
It’s my sparkle corner.
So this year, when I arrived and the tree was missing, I was disproportionately upset. I searched everywhere before finally discovering it stuffed in the master closet under a stack of beach chairs.
Apparently, at least one guest did not appreciate Fairy Princess Chic.
Despite the indignity of its exile, I’m happy to report that it survived. It is now restored to its rightful throne in the nook, once again casting sparkly joy as I write this.
Whimsy Style

Another aesthetic I embrace is what I call “Whimsy.”
A couple of years ago, I purchased a print of two starfish toasting while they dance on the beach at sunset from Sarasota’s Marietta Museum of Art & Whimsy. And my Heron Love photo, taken by photographer and friend, Geoff Coe, also makes me smile. I found the beautiful shades of purple and blue in my new sea glass lamp stand. The lampshade looks distorted, which isn’t how it really looks, but I’m not bothering to correct it, since that kind of adds to the whimsy.
And, of course, there’s my flamingos! They are clearly the epitome of whimsy.

Cooler Colors
Inspired by a few episodes of Queer Eye, I decided this year to do more than just add random accessories. The condo was furnished when I bought it — but it leaned heavily into reds and golds. This did not match at all with the fun beach decor I like so much.


So I lightened things up.
I replaced the curtains with floor-to-ceiling soft gray panels (hung entirely by myself, thank you very much — those overhead dumbbell workouts are clearly paying off). I added green farmhouse-style lamps and found the perfect over-the-couch framed print at a thrift store.
And the slipcovers! I was absurdly proud of finding chair slipcovers that fit perfectly. (After initially putting them on backwards and wondering why they looked so ridiculous.)
The most fun part, though, was consulting with my interior-designer mentors — my sister Michele and friends Terri and Becky — who generously offered advice, encouragement, and very candid thoughts. (Maybe we start a new “Queen Eye” T.V. series?)
The Perfect Fixes
Beyond the decorating, there were practical victories too.
My bedroom blinds were missing the little swivel wand to open them. I found the exact replacement at Home Depot. No installation. No drama. Just click — fixed. That never happens! It was a magic wand perfect for this fairy princess!
My neighbors, Cheryl and Tom, helped me remove broken blinds and repair stubborn hardware. There is something wonderfully comforting about kind neighbors who know how to use real tools.
It’s amazing how much these fixes lift my spirits.
Interior decorating and home repair are not my natural talents. I am far more comfortable with words than with wrenches. But each year, as I repair, replace, and refine, the condo feels a little less like an investment property… and a little more like an ever-changing piece of art.
Like life.
Making changes. Swapping out what no longer fits.
Keeping what sparkles.
Leaning into whimsy, colors, and joy unapologetically.
Discovering my style— ever-changing and quirky, and entirely, uniquely, delightfully mine.








































