The 40th Annual NAACP Image Awards were last night.  I have no idea if they were televised, because I still have the flu and I spent my evening raging with fever, hoping that I might die in my sleep and find an end to my suffering.  Alas, I woke up this morning still nine kinds of alive and still feverish, cursing every god I’ve ever heard of.  I am not remotely in a good mood, so buckle your chin straps, bitches.  Today might be a little bumpy.

Another red carpet, more ladies in dresses…

Rosario Dawson (oooh, pretty):

Halle Berry (drink her in before she shaves her head for Nappily Ever After):

Dakota Fanning (I guess she’s a Strong Black Woman now since she did The Secret Life of Bees):

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The last time I had a garden hose raining water down on my supple breasts like Rosario Dawson here, it was a Tuesday, and I was passed out in the front yard while my mom used it to hose all the vomit off of me. I suppose this version is a little bit sexier.