Today marks the four year anniversary of Whitney Houston’s death.

Or you got your life to Waiting to Exhale and its accompanying soundtrack.

Or you learned the meaning of stage presence from watching her command of an audience.

She was a giant among singers, she was the diva to which all others aspired, she was, to put it simply, the fucking best.

So let’s remember Whitney Houston as the queen she was-the queen of shade.

The queen of wig-snatching, of slaying, and generally burning shit to the ground.

Here’s a celebration of Whitney Houston’s life in the internet’s greatest form of preservation: the GIF.