She certainly marches to the beat of her own drummer and perhaps ALSO in her own marching band.
Yes, cheers to you too, you delightful crackpot, you.
In perhaps the most depressing Emmys show EVER -- literally 70% of the show was a Salute To A Dead Person -- this intriguing melange of things previously found in a child's dress-up box provided a much-needed moment of actual levity, a reminder that although apparently EVERYONE IS DEAD, we are not. NOT YET.
Shine on, you crazy diamond.