…how much joy finding a thrifty gem brings me.
I was walking around a local thrift store and saw this, low on a shelf.
Because of my $5.00 find last year, I know a thing or two about vintage Singers. If the serial number begins with a number, it was made pre-1900s. If there is a single letter prefix, it’s between 1900 and 1923. If it’s a double letter pre-fix, it’s after that. Now I thought, based on my other old machine, that this would from the 30’s. Alas, I was 8 years off. This model was made in 1948. Side note: That’s the year my Mom was born. You can do the math and figure out exactly how vintage both this machine and my mother are.
I was so ecstatic to find an old machine like this in almost-perfect condition. The only scuffs came from a pin holder that was wrapped around the next of the machine. Pins would slide through and scratch the surface. But it still looks like it’s been sitting in someone’s garage for the last 30 years because it’s unbelievable nice.
And check out the matching metal pedal?!
So I bought it. Duh.
After inspecting the weirdly intact cords closely, I decided it was safe to plug it into the wall. And oh my stars…let there be light.
Of course the first thing I uttered was, “I’m going to freakin’ sew with this thing!!” Then reality set in. The machine I currently have is really nice and easier to use. Plus it doesn’t weigh 50 pounds (I kid you not). And I don’t think I could tell the difference anyways. It really does crack me up that this comes built into travel case. Who the heck would/can lug this thing around!?
But you know what, it works, and that’s awesome. It now holds a place of honor in my craft room…and (get ready for the cheesy line) in my heart.