Miss Maybelline, Evelyn Boucher Williams, was a woman of elegance, wit, and unmistakable style. According to her granddaughter Sharrie, Evelyn never left the house without her makeup on—especially her Maybelline mascara.
If you arrived before she was ready, you waited.
“Darling, I’m not ready yet,” she might call from the other room, as though that settled the matter completely.
And it did.
Evelyn understood the importance of making an entrance. Before she faced the world, the lipstick had to be right, the hair had to be in place, and those beautiful eyes had to have their mascara. Only then was Miss Maybelline ready.
She could be extremely aggravating, Sharrie remembers, but Evelyn had a marvelous sense of humor. She could make you laugh when you were determined not to, and somehow, when life seemed at its worst, she could find the one little bit of light everyone else had overlooked.
“Nana would always tell me, ‘Let a smile be your umbrella.’”
It wasn’t merely something Evelyn said. It was how she lived.
Whatever happened, she rose to the occasion. You put yourself together. You lifted your chin. You found something to laugh about. And, if necessary, you sang.
It became almost a cardinal rule in the family.
When Sharrie needed encouragement, Evelyn always seemed to know what to say.
“Darling, sing the old songs,” she would tell her. “Sing something like ‘Pennies from Heaven.’ Those are the ones people want to hear.”
You can almost hear her saying it—the “Darling,” the certainty in her voice, the gentle insistence that no matter what troubles the day had brought, there was still a song worth singing.
That was Evelyn.
She didn't deny that life could be difficult. She simply refused to let difficulty have the last word.
There was always another reason to smile, another joke to make, another song to sing—and another occasion worth putting on your mascara for.
To Sharrie and her family, Evelyn became a beam of hope. Her beauty was never simply the makeup she wore, the mascara on her lashes, or the elegance with which she presented herself to the world.
Her real beauty was in what those beautifully made-up eyes chose to see.
Where others saw trouble, Evelyn looked for hope.
Where others saw darkness, she went looking for “Pennies from Heaven.”
And when the rain came, Evelyn Boucher Williams already knew what to do.
“Darling, let a smile be your umbrella.”
Perhaps that was Miss Maybelline’s greatest beauty of all:
a beautiful heart, seen through beautiful eyes.
This version makes her feel more present on the page rather than simply remembered—especially through the recurring “Darling,” her insistence on being properly ready, and her almost defiant belief in smiling and singing through trouble.


































