In Defense of JessaS  Jessa Johansson could be described as the
resident bohemian on Girls—that is, if she stayed in one place
long enough to actually reside there. Beautiful, enigmatic, and
"unsmotable," she radiates the kind of confidence
that—especially when paired with a giant Louis Vuitton duffle
bag—could easily be read as the grating sense of entitlement of
a rich girl. But overall, the quality that attracts people to
Jessa is the same that repels them: she just doesn't give a
fuck. As Bret Michaels would say, this is the thorn to her rose.
Introduced to us in the first episode as the polar opposite to
Hannah's other best friend, the type A Marnie, Jessa dropped in
on their lives after traveling the world on what would appear a
to be a glamorous itinerary of whimsy (she maybe went to
Amsterdam, definitely shucked pearls in Bali where she met a
surfer before winding up in France). But now that we're a little
more familiar with how she operates, we know that she probably
wasn't going where life took her