Why hello there! I would like to talk to you about the machine that started it all. Why I have such a passion for sewing and love doing what I do.
When my son was really young, I was a single mom, with an infant, no car, limited money and well I was struggling. I always seemed to make ends meet though. I walked everywhere because there was no public transport and I had no one to assist with transportation if needed. My son was starting to grow out of his clothes and I wasn’t sure what I would do. So one day decided to walk to Goodwill to see what I could find. As I was looking around I saw this sewing machine.
A lady approached me and said that it was a nice decoration piece but no one wanted it because it didn’t work. All they were asking for it was $5 and I was like “sold!” So before checking out all I could think about was how I was going to get it home because I had walked up there and I didn’t want to pass this pretty thing up. So what I ended up doing was placing it into a shopping cart and wheeled that bad boy home and then later returned the cart. Should I have? Of course not, but I was desperate and didn’t want to miss out on this.
Well I got the machine home and it just sat there for a few months and then I decided to take a further look at it. Surprisingly it did actually work. It was just old and needed some cleaning up and oiling. Lots of oiling! After a lot of TLC and then stressing on how to use it, I finally figured it out. I never been so happy. I officially have a sewing machine!
After a few test runs on it, I went through my son’s clothes to see what I could adjust and then I went through my clothes to see what I could use as far as fabric. I took my son’s clothes and traced them on some of my old things and then cut them out, sewed then and voila! A new wardrobe. I figured if it was good enough for my grandparents then it’s good enough for us.
As I look back, I really miss that machine. It lasted quite a long time. I took really good care of it and used it religiously for about five years. I ended up moving and I wasn’t able to take it with me. After that, I did everything from hand. Too longer but still managed to get it done. When working by hand, I stopped doing clothes for myself and focused on my son. So much easier when you have less material to work with.
I’m looking forward to moving because I would like to try and find another vintage machine like this again. If nothing else, it will make a lovely decor piece.