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Well, now that three months have passed since Justin got super creepy fan boy on her ass, the 17-year-old Spanish beauty has decided to put her newfound fame to good use and launch the modeling career that Justin made inevitable for her.
Yesterday Very, which looks like the UK equivalent to Forever 21, held a launch party in London for their new fashion campaign, unveiling Cindy’s first pass at this fashion campaign thing.
Needless to say she looks a little different from the mystery dream girl that caught Justin’s attention in the first place, but that’s modeling for you.
Still, we’re pretty glad that judging from her Instagram, Cindy is not the type of girl who wears pre-distressed white denim jeans with a cream bralette and pink and yellow heels out of the house/ever.
Because it’s nothing against those types of girls, but why would you hang out with her when you could hang out with this girl instead?
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