Just an FYI, I’ll be moving my blog to self-hosted in the next few days. It will either be www.lilbitsofbeauty.com or www.bitsofbeautydaily.com {feel free to weigh in, since bitsofbeauty.com is being held captive by some unreachable company.} Hopefully, all will go well, with no hiccups. If you see anything odd, please “pardon the dust” so to speak.

{Some links to visit}
+ Today’s iStyle is about what I would change at Vogue
+ Some awesome levitation photos
+ 2 questions you should ask yourself
+ Yay, baby pictures!
+ Dreamy Tom Munro pics

Photo: Christy Turlington {via} Vogue archives

Good morning! What better way to greet the day than with gorgeous unattainable clothing?

So delicious and elaborate. I can’t pick a favorite, can you?

Bet Dorothy would love a pair of these. We’re not in Kansas anymore…

Shoes by Christian Louboutin {available at Neimans}

I’ve had the biggest craving for my toes in the sand and a nice breeze. I actually love going to the beach when it’s cooler {by floridian standards that means under 90 degrees} in the morning or late afternoon. No beachbag or towel; just a dress and maybe a bikini, although these trips are often spontaneous, so there might not be a bikini. Don’t get me wrong, I love the days when I get there early with a picnic, music, books, a blanket, bikini and sunscreen, ready to spend the entire day on the sand. There’s just something so relaxing about doing it the other way, too.

There’s a dog beach about an hour north of where I live. It’s so peaceful and the people are great. Crossing my fingers for good weather this weekend, so Lola can have her first beach experience. {I’m a tad scared that she’ll get washed away by a wave.}

So, what’s your favorite beach experience? Feel free to share in the comments. I’m curious to know.

Photo by Rosie Hardy

You don’t need to go on a trip to some foreign land to be an explorer or to have an adventure. You need to just be present, in your surroundings, wherever you may be. If you could take the list above out into the world with you and do these things, instead of just hurrying to the next step or the next place you need to be, you’d be an explorer of your world. Now that’s a beautiful idea… an everyday beautiful idea, perhaps?

image {via} Gala

Well, because my internet took a crap and everything I wanted to post is in a document on my laptop at home, today is sort of a BS day. Speaking of B & S, I love Gossip Girl. I also love my best friend, so lets talk about those two subjects, shall we?

It’s all her fault. My best friend, Francesca, got me into Gossip Girl. Well, her and Fashionista that is. It’s such a guilty pleasure. Wouldn’t you know that one of my favorite things about GG is the dynamic between Serena and Blair. It reminds me of Cesca and I. She is the Serena to my Blair. {Except that I’m not as evil and controlling as Blair.}

She’s got the legs and I’ve got the big brown doe eyes. I’m in no way a push over. Stepping on my toes is the wrong thing to do, but I’m a big softie on the inside, like Blair. Although everyone pegs Cesca as the sweet one, she’s capable of pulling the bitchness out of the bag.

We’re not carbon copies of Serena & Blair style, but we each sympathize with our girls. We complement one another. I’m the brunette and she’s the blonde. She, like Serena, is into high hemlines and tighter dresses. She loves blazers, jeans, and over the knee boots. If I hadn’t known her for this long, I’d think she was copying Serena. I go for A-line dresses and skirts, rarely ever wearing jeans. I’m a sucker for a punch of color, well tailored classics, and all things elegantly femme and romantic. Sometimes we switch it up, but it’s almost guaranteed that if I’m wearing ruffles she’ll be in leather, or vice-versa. We even own the same car in different colors {hers is silver and mine is black}, not intentionally. It’s a sort of ying-yang thing.

I’m not going to lie, we’ve had our fair share of drama in our lives, but never over each other. We’ve never really fought. She’s the type of friend that fits into any situation. It doesn’t matter what you’re doing, it just matters that she’s there. We don’t need to know every secret that the other keeps, and we don’t have to be doing anything at all.

We met in high school and we actually hated one another at first. Who would’ve known that by the end of Senior year, she’d be my partner in crime?

Yes, we play up the blond-brunette best friend factor and love to mess with people. Don’t put it past us to pull a Rolling Stone. Could I ask for a cooler bestie? Have you taken time to appreciate your best friend lately?

Ok, so that’s not Blake & Leighton {aka Serena & Blair}, but I couldn’t resist slipping in this cheeky Ellen von Unwerth picture.

And because this is my blog and I can do whatever I want within the law, here is an awesome balloon post. Yay! Balloons!

Photos from FabSugar, Flickr, Ellen von Unwerth, and Rolling Stone.