The first time I met Jessica White, a little over a year ago, I started to sweat. Which is of note because it was at the end of a tedious day of casting, (and it was early winter). I had been immersed in a project that involved shooting over thirty of the newest faces on the scene and the process was beginning to feel pretty endless. Plus the "expedition" was missing one element, a show stopping American beauty of that nature that is indisputable. Sure there were the edgy editorial stunners aplenty. "The New Wave" girls with one sheath of super-cool hair flapping over one eye rocked. I distinctly remember the swish and swagger that even the youngest of the Brazilians seemed to possess genetically, but a glowing wholesome New American Girl was oddly missing from the formula.