Diana Rigg: the actress who single-handedly thrusted black, tight-fitting catsuits into the mainstream. She and Eartha Kitt/Julie Newmar set the standard for 'tight-fitted femme fatalles' back in the day.
The mere mention of her name propels me back to my 'tween years'... when every American pubescent male fancied himself an international spy, working tightly with a babe who could perform tricks like a soloist with Cirque du Soleil.
Emma Peel.
Dang, grrrlfrnd... you really made me want to wear a bowler and carry an umbrella everywhere I went.
I never did the GoT thing, so I don't know your latest work.
But trust me- your 60's/70's work made me a total fanboy.
As an adult, I finally recognized how accomplished an actress you really were. One doesn't acquire the honorific of 'Dame' without substantial personal accomplishment.
Time never stops ticking off our icons.
Emma Peel has moved on to new capers.
We should live our lives accordingly.