Here's to Florence Foster Jenkins.

Florence Foster Jenkins was one of the coolest people ever.
This article online was pretty funny, so here's a section of it:

" Florence Foster Jenkins was rocking the Manhattan social scene-- with derisive laughter, that is. Her fame was based on the fact that she mistakenly thought she could sing, and not only that, but she thought she could sing things like Mozart’s “Queen of the Night” aria and Delibes’ “Lakme,” and she thought that she was so good that she should be singing them in public.

Florence Foster Jenkins had an unstoppable ability to take criticism and derision, and repackage it as “professional jealousy” or adoration for her own consumption. How gorgeous is that?

But she could not sing. Not at all. Flo was not just mediocre: she was catastrophically tragic, tone-deaf, screechy and, as Randy Jackson would say, “pitchy, dawg!” Simply put, when Florence Foster Jenkins sang, she sounded like a turkey being gang-raped."

One of the coolest things about her though, after I kept reading, were her outfits. She wore elaborate sequined costumes, usually accessorized with angel wings. She went on tour, and  people would rush into the theaters simply to hear how bad she really was. Thus, she became famous and people loved her- not for her voice, but for her bravery to sing out regardless of what the critics would say. Talk about role-model material! 
Also, she eventually made it to Carnegie Hall.