#liv mini ruffle dress

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Fashion Princess

Livia: *Walks through the schools halls, wearing a black off shoulder dress with fake green rose petals scattered around it, a line of roses replacing the ruffle, her hair up in pigtails being held together by flower headbands, large green rose earrings hanging from her ears*

Ace: WOAH LIVIA! IS THAT YOU!

Livia: *Looks over and waves* Hey boys

Deuce: W-wow...you look so pretty...

Silver: *Holds his baton against Deuce's neck, narrowing his eyes* She's always pretty

Deuce: Y-YES!! SHE ALWAYS IS!!!

Silver: *Removes the baton, nodding to Livia* Let's go

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Vil: *Smiles, his Elf Pixie handing him his lipstick* Thank you, Pretty

Livia: *Walks in, wearing blue dress with ruffles, flower patterns along it with blue fake daisies, petals scattered across the chest part, her hair up in a bun with a braid around it* Vil?

Vil: *Looks over and drops his lipstick stunned* L-Livia?

Livia: Yes, Vil?

Vil: *Smiles wide* YOU LOOK GORGEOUS!! COME HERE!!!

Livia: O-oh okay *Walks over surprised*

Vil: Your dress is so pretty!

Livia: *Giggles as Vil circled her, studying her dress*

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Trey: *Carries lemon tarts, heading to Diasomnia to give them to Livia*

Livia: *Walks out of Diasomnia's mirror, wearing a white dress with blue roses at the end of it and covering the chest part, blue thorn patterns decorating it with a blue bow around her waist facing the back, a ribbon clipped around her neck with flowers at the tips, her hair in a ponytail tied with a braid, a sapphire necklace around her neck*

Trey: *Sputters looking shocked* PIPSQUEAK!

Livia: *Looks over and beams* Oh hey Trey!

Trey: I've never seen you in a dress before...I'm sure nobody has!

Livia: Yeah, I only wear my dresses in Diasomnia, but Mal Mal says I'm allowed to wear them out if I so wished

Trey: I-I see, well here, I made you tarts

Livia: Thank you!

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Ace: I'm serious guys! Livia looks like a fashion icon!

Deuce: *Nods in agreement* She looks outstandingly stunning!

Cater: Liv always wears tomboy clothes, so I'll believe it when I see it!

Riddle: *Points past Cater* Better see it and believe it now then, cause I am!

Cater: *Looks behind him and gasps*

Livia: *Walks through the hall with a book, wearing a sky blue off shoulder dress with purple freckle like spots around the skirt part, a large purple ribbon on the chest part with a large crystal blue diamond in the middle, rose patterns along the skirt of it, miniature bows around the waist part, a flower clip in her hair as her hair flowed down her back*

Cater: OMG!! LIV-CHAN!!!

Livia: *Perks up surprised* Cay Cay, hi!

Cater: Can I get a pic with you?!

Livia: *Beams and nods*Of course!

Cater: Yay, totes thank you!

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Livia: *Reads a book on a bench, wearing a no sleeve dress with colored flower patterns across it, a bow coming out as a large rose around her waist, her hair in a high side ponytail*

Rook: How beaute your clothes are, Mademoiselle Flower Huntress!

Livia: *Looks up* Oh, thank you Rook!

Rook: Would you mind if I write a few poems about you?

Livia: Of course, write as many as you wish

Rook: OH! Such kindness! Thank you!

Livia: *Nods and looks back down at her book humming*

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Livia: *Sits in Diasomnia, wearing a sky blue dress with an apron like front, a bow around her waist facing the back, black and white striped stockings on her reaching up to her knees, a black ribbon tied up in her hair*

Malleus: What inspired you to make this dress?

Lilia: *Laughs, smiling* A book about a girl who fell down a rabbit hole!

Malleus: Ah, I see

Epel: Liv, wanna come with me and the others

Livia: *Stands up, putting her shoes on* Of course!

Livia: *Hurries over to Epel, beaming*

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Vil: *Checks the time, looking worried* Where is she, we'll be late

Golden: Oh, there she is..

Livia: *Walks over, wearing a white dress with a carnation pink tip, carnation pink mini bows decorated just above it, the same color bow tied around her waist adorned with a blue sapphire in the middle, pearls on the ribbons, her hair up in a ponytail with curls along with a headband that had bows on both ends both decorated with pearls, a white caplet with carnation pink freckle spots was around her shoulders, pink and white pearls draped around her neck, pearl earrings in her ears*

Vil: *Stares at her shocked* Oh..my..

Golden: *Chuckles* Malleus overdressed her

Livia: Sorry I'm late, Malleus was picky about my outfit!

Vil: He's certainly dressed you well!! I'm impressed!

Livia: *Laughs, beaming at him* He learned from my Mama!

Vil: So glad he did, hate to see what he'd put on you if he didn't, but enough talk let's go!

Livia: *Nods, following him and Golden*

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A Great Actress Leaves Us! - Phroyd

Bibi Andersson, the luminous Swedish actress who personified first purity and youth, then complexity and disillusionment, in 13 midcentury Ingmar Bergman films, died on Sunday in Stockholm. She was 83.

Her death was confirmed by the director Christina Olofson to several Swedish news outlets. Ms. Andersson had a stroke in 2009 and had been hospitalized in France.

Her emotionally complex role in “Persona” (1966), the film that made her acting reputation, was one of the great stereotype reversals in film history, a definite departure for the thirtyish Ms. Andersson, who had begun acting in her teens. Before that film, Bergman had given her roles “symbolizing simple, girlish things,” she told The New York Times in 1977. “I used to be called a ‘professional innocent.’”

Few moviegoers could disagree. In “The Seventh Seal” (1957), Ms. Andersson played a gentle, young medieval-era wife and mother who was part of a traveling acting troupe. Whenever she appeared onscreen — with her long “Alice in Wonderland” blond hair and beatific glow — the sun came out and birds sang.

In “Wild Strawberries” (1957), she was first seen as the protagonist’s turn-of-the-century sweetheart, sitting on the forest ground collecting berries in a tiny basket while wearing a fairy tale maiden’s striped and ruffled dress, her hair in a combination of braids and Victorian ringlets. But in the same film, she also played the brash, short-haired, tomboyish, contemporary teenage hitchhiker, smoking a pipe just because she knew she shouldn’t.

The haircut may have been a catalyst. When she did “Persona,” it was with a close-cropped pixie cut; she played a sensible nurse with reading glasses and a sunny exterior who reveals herself to be both talkative and troubled. The character’s personality then seems to merge with that of her patient (Liv Ullmann), an actress who has had a breakdown and refuses to speak. When the film opened in the United States in 1967, Bosley Crowther of The New York Times called it “a veritable poem of two feminine spirits exchanging their longings, repressions and mental woes.”

Most of Ms. Andersson’s acting honors, like most of her film and stage work, were European. In addition to winning four Guldbagge Awards, the Swedish equivalent of the Oscar, she was named best actress at the Cannes Film Festival in 1958 for “Nara Livet” (“Brink of Life”), sharing the award with three co-stars, and best actress at the Berlin Film Festival in 1963 for the title role in “Alskarinnan” (“The Mistress”). Paradoxically (and surprisingly, to many), neither was a Bergman film.

n the United States, she did win National Society of Film Critics awards twice: as best actress for “Persona” and as best supporting actress for “Scenes From a Marriage” (1974), in which she and Jan Malmsjo played the central couple’s unhappily married, viciously bickering dinner guests. But she never became a full-fledged American star.

Her earliest Hollywood effort, which preceded the American premiere of “Persona” by six months, was “Duel at Diablo” (1966), a forgettable western starring James Garner. Ms. Andersson was an American white man’s wife who had been abducted by Apaches and wanted to go back.

A decade or so later, she played the soft-spoken psychiatrist of a schizophrenic teenager (Kathleen Quinlan) in “I Never Promised You a Rose Garden” (1977) and Steve McQueen’s Norwegian wife in a drama that was an unusual choice for him, “An Enemy of the People” (1978), Henrik Ibsen via Arthur Miller.

She did films for the directors John Huston and Robert Altman. She was Richard Chamberlain’s mother (although Mr. Chamberlain was a year older) in the 1985 mini-series “Wallenberg: A Hero’s Story,” about the Swedish diplomat who saved thousands of Jews from the Nazis. And she made a glamorous cameo appearance as a helpful Stockholm socialite in flashback scenes of “Babette’s Feast” (1987).

Critics were kind. David Thomson, in “Biographical Dictionary of Film,” called her “the warmest, most free-spirited of Bergman’s women.” Bergman, who employed certain actresses in film after film, was notorious for his claustrophobic, almost fetishistic relationships to them during filming. The fact that he and a number of the women also had affairs seemed almost secondary.

When Ms. Andersson made her Broadway debut, in 1973, Clive Barnes of The New York Times praised her “absolutely unforced naturalness.” Derek Malcolm of The Guardian once pronounced a particular screen performance “superb, even by her exalted standards.”

Berit Elisabeth Andersson was born in Stockholm on Nov. 11, 1935, the younger of two daughters of Josef Andersson, a businessman, and the former Karin Mansson, a social worker.

In her teens, determined to become an actress, Berit began taking classes and appearing as an extra in Swedish films. She made her credited movie debut in “Dum-Bom” (1953), a comedy about a mayor whose twin brother is a clown. In 1954, she was accepted into the Royal Dramatic Theater’s prestigious acting school in Stockholm.

Her work with Bergman began earlier, however. She appeared in a commercial for Bris soap, which Bergman had agreed to do because of a 1951 national film-industry strike. Four years later, he cast her in “Smiles of a Summer Night”; her character name was Actress, and she had one scene.

Other Bergman-Andersson projects included “The Devil’s Eye” (1960) in which Satan sends Don Juan back to earth to seduce a young vicar’s daughter; “The Passion of Anna” (1969), in which Ms. Andersson plays a recent widow trying to hold herself together; and “The Touch” (1970), about a married woman having an affair with a neurotic American. The film, Bergman’s first in English, also starred Elliott Gould.

Ms. Andersson’s last films were “The Frost,” a 2009 drama about a couple grieving for their son, and “Arn: The Knight Templar” (2010), originally a mini-series, in which she played an evil mother superior.

She had a long and busy stage career in Sweden, starring in classic works by Molière, Chekhov and Shakespeare, and even appeared twice on Broadway. Both “Full Circle” (1973), a wartime drama, and “The Night of the Tribades” (1977), with her frequent film co-star Max von Sydow, had particularly short New York runs.

After Ms. Andersson’s romantic relationship with Bergman in the 1950s, she married Kjell Grede, a Swedish screenwriter and director, in 1960; they divorced in 1973. Her second husband, from 1979 until their divorce in 1981, was the politician and writer Per Ahlmark. She did not marry again until 2004.

Ms. Andersson was married three times. Her survivors include a daughter, Jenny Grede Dahlstrand, and a sister, Gerd Andersson, a former ballerina with the Royal Opera.

In 1977, looking back on her first two decades of movie acting, Ms. Andersson told American Film magazine that she felt “no connection with what I was doing” in her early screen appearances, even describing them as corny. But there was one exception.

“‘Persona,’ on the other hand, I’m still proud of,” she said. “Each time I see it, I know I accomplished what I set out to do as an actress, that I created a person.”

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Beyonce’s Three New Looks In Versace, Michael Costello & Mugler

Over this past week, Beyonce shown us three new looks that took her from Miami nights to school days in New York City — and, naturally, her style followed suit.

After the Super Bowl last weekend, Beyonce kept the party going while out in Miami, Florida — and she embodied that Miami vibe from head to toe, literally.

There clearly wasn’t enough of a tropical mood happening in her Versace Spring 2020 body-con dress, so the bold and bright floral print was repeated in the tights and the embellished shoes.

The splashy pattern may remind you of the green jungle print dress made iconic by Jennifer Lopez.  

A CCCXXXIII matching clutch completed the eye-catching ensemble.

Versace Spring 2020

Also in Miami, Queen Bey was spotted out with husband, Jay-Z at Shakira’s 43rd birthday party — that is, after the Colombian singer slayed the Super Bowl LIV Halftime Show.

She went flirty and fun for the occasion with a custom, neon-pink mini by Michael Costello.

With the plunge neckline, ruffles and ruching, and bishop sleeves, it was playful and sexy — with plenty of Bey glam courtesy of a diamond choker and gold embellished heels.

After her Miami nights, it was off to New York City, where Bey supported her hubby at the Shawn Carter Lecture Series at Columbia University on Wednesday (February 5).

No more South Beach sexiness on this occasion, naturally, so she did her version on scholarly in a Mugler Spring 2019 ensemble that combined men’s and women’s pieces for an androgynous pinstripe look.

To up the intriguing, experimental edge, she paired the separates with an Alexander Wang ‘Marlow’ clear shoes and Y/Project ‘Accordion’ bag.

Mugler Spring 2019

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Hopelessly Addicted - Part Five.

It’s Friday and because you’ve all been such a captive audience this week, you get a Friday treat! MORE TOMMY!

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“Look at this. This is all because I can’t stop thinking about taking you to bed and shagging the living daylights out of you. Get in a taxi and come to mine instead of going home later.”

The above text was sent along with a picture of a very hard, perfect dick. No prizes for guessing whose hard, perfect dick it was either. Oh yeah, Tommy missed me. He missed me big time. He sent me that three days after Claire had buggered off to California, while I was on a night out with my friends.

“I might do.” I replied casually, before putting my phone back into my bag and being forced to do a shot by Richard, one of my closest friends. Three shots later and I noticed I had a reply.

“Oh come on, Liv! Don’t leave me like this. I’ll make it worth your while, as in you won’t see my face for an hour after you arrive, if you catch my drift?”

He followed that with a barrage of kisses, a few emoticons of a smiley sticking his tongue out and some wink face smileys too. Yeah. I got the drift. I got it so hard I had to cross my legs tightly from the jolt of arousal that ran through me as my body remembered how criminally good Tom is at going down on me.

“I might see you in a couple of hours then if that’s the case.” I replied, with added wink faces and kisses.

“So what’s got you smiling away to yourself like a nutter then?” Genevieve asked me in the ladies loo about ten minutes later as we touched up our faces. I nearly showed her the picture he sent me, but I respect that when he sent it, he definitely meant it for my eyes only. “It’s that man again, isn’t it? He’s been sending you Whatsapp filth, I bet!” she then added. She wasn’t being rude by referring to Tom as ‘that man’, it’s just what she says whenever it isn’t just us around and she can’t use his actual name.

“Got it in one. I’m going to his place later,” I confided as I dabbed gloss onto my lips and then went about ruffling my hair. It always goes a bit flat when I wear it straight, but it’s nothing my ever-present-in-my-bag mini volume spray and a hand dryer can’t fix.

“Ooooh, check you out, saucy minx! You know I find the more time that passes since your little OEM in the kitchen when you first told me, the better you seem with it all. I haven’t noticed you looking sad or anything for the last week or so now. I find myself a lot less worried about you continuing to see him because of that,” she told me while re-pinning her silver locks. She never stays one colour for long, Genevieve. Her hair was blue three weeks ago.

“Yeah, I’m just trying to enjoy it for what it is and not pin any unrealistic expectations or hopes on it. I figure I’m going to be sad enough when it’s all over so I might as well have some fun while I can and not stress,” I revealed, Gen nodding as I blasted my roots with volume spray and then went and gave my hair a bathroom blowout via the hand dryer.

“Well that’s very un-Olivia but I like it, this positive attitude! You fill your boots, lady. You get to play with one of the most beautiful men in the entire world. Enjoy it for what it is, like you just said.” It felt good to have her affirm and mirror my new positive thinking over the whole Tom issue back at me.

Enjoying him is just what I need to do and try as best I can to pull my heart off the table. I still love him, of course I do, but I need to push it down and not keep pining for him to love me back. That’s exactly what I did on that night too.

I got into a taxi and sat there burning with anticipation for the duration of the twenty five minute journey over to Shepherd’s Bush, Tom surprising me greatly by running out and insisting he pay the thirty five quid fare upon my arrival. As soon as we were through the front door, it was on.

“God, I missed this sexy little arse,” he growled, lifting my dress and smacking it so hard I shrieked. Turning around I grabbed his t shirt and yanked it over his head before we began kissing like crazy, hands everywhere at once as our tongues entwined and he pushed me back against the table in the hallway.

With an impatient sweep of his hand he sent the items once placed atop it crashing to the floor, something made of glass smashing as he lifted me to sit on it, forcing my legs apart and standing between them as he began to pull my dress over my head.

“Mmmm, this chest. I missed being pressed against it.” I told him, growling playfully as I bit his nipple and gave it a little tug. He then kissed me again blindingly, letting out a shuddered breath when his fingers brushed between my legs and felt how quickly I was getting wet. When two found their way into my pussy and began to firmly circle and push, I cried out so loudly I’m surprised I didn’t give him a perforated eardrum.

I rested my chin on his shoulder and let out a series of high pitched little squeaks and yelps as those fingers inside me made me feel like I was losing my mind to their actions, his mouth buried against my neck as he groaned deeply, nipping and sucking my skin all the way down to my breasts before he began licking my nipples.

By this point, we were burning for each other, me freeing his dick from his jeans and Tom literally ripping my thong off and lifting one of my legs over his arm before he thrust himself into me fully.

The wailing noise that came out of my mouth sounded more animal than Olivia, gripping the side of the table with one hand while I wrapped my other arm around his neck, gently scratching the closely shaved hair at the back of his head with my nails as I cried out again and again, only silenced by his mouth descending upon mine again.

His tongue swirling with mine, his hard, hairy chest pressed against me, his thick cock pumping in and out of me furiously as his guttural groans filled the hallway and his short fingernails dug into the underside of my thigh, all these things combined to make it the most explosive sex I think I’ve ever had with him. I mean…the guy fucked me. He really, really fucked me. He thrust into me so powerfully he actually lifted me off the table a little, a table that was banged against the hallway wall so hard, the paint got damaged.

After we’d reached the point of no return, loudly and with him biting onto my shoulder as my nails tore down his muscular, tattooed back, we couldn’t move or speak for a few minutes. It was so intense we were reduced to shaking, panting wrecks there in the hall, locked in each other’s arms.

“So, that thing you said about me not seeing your face for an hour?” I questioned, when I could actually breathe.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Olivia! I can’t feel anything from the waist down and you’re expecting me to go down? I don’t even know if I’m going to fall over or not when I move yet, you just made me come so bloody hard. Insatiable woman!” He jokingly exclaimed, raising his eyebrows as he gently thumped his forehead against mine a few times, making me burst into hysterics.

“Okay, alright. I can wait,” I assured him.

“Too fucking right you can wait!” he shouted in exasperation, but again with humour. “Besides, I think you could stand to be a shade or two drunker than you already are.” After doing up his jeans again he helped me down off the table and made his way down the long hallway to the kitchen, while I left my dress on the floor and pulled his t shirt on instead.

“You look so fucking cute in my clothes. Look at that, it fits me snugly and drowns you. You women have no idea how adorable that is to us men. By the way, do you like vodka? That’s about all we have in,” he stated when I reached the kitchen, albeit a little unsteadily on my feet.

“Yeah, vodka will be fine. Claire won’t mind me pinching her booze though, will she?” I don’t know why when I’d just been near pounded through a wall by her husband, but suddenly it occurred to be polite when it came to her alcohol for some crazy reason. I think it had to do with my effort not to be a childish brat and hate her unfairly.

“Nah, not at all. I’ll just buy her a new one anyway if you go through most of this.” He said while I nodded, watching him shut the freezer, locate a glass and pour the Grey Goose into it before sliding it down the counter to me. I was impressed that I actually managed to catch it, not because of me being six cocktails and seven shots down at that point in the evening (despite my diminutive size, I’m no lightweight) but because my co-ordination was all scrambled from how hard I’d just orgasmed.

We hung around in the kitchen talking and (me) drinking for a while, until I found myself being looked at in the unmistakable way Tom always does when he wants me.

“See something you like?” I questioned, finishing my vodka and putting the glass down before grabbing the bottom of his t shirt and slowly beginning to pull it up, giving him a quick flash of my nakedness beneath. He didn’t answer in words, it was more of a growl as he charged at me and threw me over his shoulder, with me giggling my head off as he carried me upstairs.

As soon as we were in the usual bedroom, the “you won’t see my face for an hour” promise was upheld and bloody hell, he wasn’t exaggerating. I didn’t time it, but he was down there so long I came eleven times. ELEVEN! I was so oversensitive after his gorgeous, talented mouth has licked, kissed and sucked me to so many orgasms that I shook all over and could barely be touched.

He used that cool down time well though, by kissing me everywhere but between my legs until the sensitivity subsided. I gave him a blowjob for a while after and then, well then I did what I do best. I rode him into the bed until we were both so tired and sweaty we were rendered speechless and immobile for the second time that night.

It was so thrilling and I enjoyed it so much, and the next morning I even had a breakthrough moment by leaving him to sleep and locating my clothes, writing him a note before going back upstairs to quickly wash and leave the note on the pillow next to him. “Thanks for fucking me so hard I barely remember my own name. You might have to text me later with it to remind me” it said.

“Little raven haired sex princess. That’s your name, beautiful” he sent to me three hours later while I was shopping with Genevieve. I couldn’t help it, I’ve played it cool and been in it for the enjoyment of late, I’ve been doing really well with that too but as soon as I saw that message, four words immediately sprung to mind.

God, I love him.

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Louis Vuitton Does the '90s

  From the chokers at Dior to the crop tops at Versace, this Paris Fashion Week is feeling very Beverly Hills 90210. Nicolas Ghesquiere kept the ’90s era alive by showing wallet chains on the Louis Vuitton runway.

The designer sent models like Arizona skater Natalie Westling and Orange County student Shelby Hayes down the runway at the Louvre Museum with silver chains dangling from their belt loops. Other ’90s throwbacks included leather bags stamped and styled like toolboxes, a rave-friendly plastic ruffle mini-dress, and schoolgirl skirts paired with denim a la Liv Tyler’s opening scene in Empire Records.

Front row guests like Jaden Smith and Sasha Lane were excited by all things ’90s, but another front row fixture and Vuitton favorite Michelle Williams may be tired of the look. After all, she already lived the era on Dawson‘s Creek. 

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Comfort and style are sketching new fashion trends - Sleeve Sweater Lounge Wear

The new theory of comfort with style entered in 2020. Sleeve Sweater Lounge Wear conveys the message to dress up smartly wherever you are. You could be walking in a lounge area, working in the kitchen, doing work on a computer or hanging with friends, this lounge suits all occasions at best. The combination of 65% Merlin wool and 35% acrylic makes it comfortable for long hours. The round necklines kill the need to wear any neck chain. Pairing it with sneakers or sports shoes is your decision.

Protecting your body has to combine with a stylish look. You can wear inner wear and add a new layer of warmth with this simple-looking sleeve sweater. Pairing it with your jeans would offer you a professional look and a pajama with it would motivate you to go for walk. We understand that our pretty women have gone far from wearing knitted dresses. You can use it as a comfy top with your denim pant. There are few dresses that offer such multiple choices as Sleeve Sweater Lounge Wear offering to you. 

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Terra Shirt Dress

Terra Shirt Dress, is the trans-seasonal statement your wardrobe’s been waiting for which brings classic shirting to the coast with a relaxed body and soft billow through the sleeves with semi sheer light cotton.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: New Ulla Johnson Liv Floral Dress in Midnight 2.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: New Ulla Johnson Liv Mini Dress Midnight Floral 2 Long Sleeve Tie Neck.

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Check out this listing I just added to my Poshmark closet: New Ulla Johnson Liv Mini Dress Midnight Floral 2 Long Sleeve Tie Neck.