Charles of the Ritz facepowder.
Oil of Ulay always. And still does. I still can't bring myself to call it by its new name.
Bright red lipstick, I remember her saying it had to have a blue tinge, not a yellow one.
Mascara, I don't remember but it wasn't a block one. I bought some and she was horrified, she said that it would tempt me to spit in it!
She was forever trying out new eyeliners, she would get really annoyed if they didn't last the day. They would become my birthday present to her, I was doomed to spend years hunting out new ones for her to try.