Fall Under Rosario Dawson’s Spell

We’ve all known for a while that Rosario Dawson was a rare breed of bombshell—the startling, space-oddity, multi-culti features; the preposterous hourglass curves; the endless stream of sass—but just for the record, she knew it herself way before the rest of us. The lightbulb went on, she says, when she still was in her teens, before she shimmied for Edward Norton in 25th Hour, before she made gold-digging defensible in He Got Game, even before Larry Clark cast her in Kids straight off a stoop on Manhattan’s Lower East Side. “I took a picture with my friend in a bikini,” she recalls. “Around then, I didn’t have it because I didn’t want it. But I fit the clothes well, you know?” Yes. We know.