I have been bit by the vintage sewing machine bug. I confess. But I think my newest acquisition qualifies as an antique. Think 1927. That just makes me smile. Let me back up and explain though.
I thought it would be nice to have a cabinet for my new old machine. Details in this post. Found this beauty on craigslist. It needs to be refinished. But I think I'll commit the "sin" of painting it... and maybe a little something else awesome for the top of it. But that's for later. For now... well... Look at it. It's got awesome lines. And when you open the top the machine pops up out of it... And side compartments! Brilliant. I gotta get more close ups later.
It came with a machine too. Cobwebs still attached for the pic. :) Sorry didn't clean her yet but the husband was waiting to take the camera for a few days and I had to snap these fast. Anyway, I love it, maybe more than my first. It needs work. The plug is torn up so I can't test the motor but it works by hand and I love that the cabinet has a knee control bar. What am I doing getting a machine that needs work? My first machine still needs work. Hm. Not sure. But I love it. And I will get rid of it if I can't fix it. Promise to myself. I'm not a collector. I'm a minimalist. Just re-establishing that for myself. :) Then there's the fact that the cabinet won't fit my current machine without a little customization. Still scratching my head. But I didn't get a lot of time to check it out thoroughly before buying... still I could sell it for way more than I bought it for... just for parts and accessories.
And another love... those accessories. It came with everything and more!
The old fabric tape measure, thrills me. It even came with the warranty paper! Though it did expire in 1928. This sewing machine manual was my most pleasant read in a long time. They just don't write like that anymore. I think manuals back then were written better than books are now! Elementary! I need to use that word more. It's a good one!
How I came to get this machine and cabinet includes a really good example of a craigslist situation to avoid at all costs. Let's just say when the driving directions include the fact that you have to go down a couple dirt roads and call when you get to a gate so that Barry can meet you there... just don't go. And in case your 2 year old cries, "I don't WANNA go in there!" when he sees the weird hippie dude at the gate, just turn around. And if, when the nice but odd man leads you into his house and 4-5 dogs run barking at you without warning... while your eyes are still adjusting to the dim light... just leave. Luckily we're all good. One of the dogs did chew on my toe but turned out he was toothless. Whew. I still disinfected my foot when I got home. Still, relieved. Never again though. No more dirt roads, gates, et al for me. It was not an intelligent thing to do! Next time I'll bribe the husband to do it. :)