Miranda was still dazed and hadn't quite come to her senses when Cowell furrowed his brow. However, there was no discontent in his eyes, on the contrary, he seemed somewhat excited as he looked at the young girl.
"In terms of clothing matching, you have quite a distinctive style, and your figure isn't bad, although still a bit immature..." Cowell assessed her for a moment, then waved his hand and an assistant pushing a movable clothes rack came over.
"I want you to try on these clothes one by one, and then do a simple solo catwalk. Is that okay?" he said to Miranda, pointing at the clothes rack.
