Last week I was visiting with the girls in the Accounting office at work. They know that I am a vintage girl and they always ask about my junking adventures. They have a new lady in their office and she overheard us talking and we ended up having a nice conversation about my crazy love for all things old. The next day she asked me if I might want an old sewing machine that belonged to her mother. I almost said no because I already have several old sewing machines up in my sewing room and in my mind I was envisioning a great big old sewing machine in a great big old cabinet (yes I already have one of those too!) which I would have no room for, but when she said she would bring it in to work on Monday (she's not superwomen so I knew it must not be that big) I reconsidered and said yes. I am so glad I did! I was amazed at the beautiful object that came out of the little case she lugged in! Take a peek:
Her mother must have taken great care of this lovely little machine. It had all it's pieces and parts and the operating manual.
All in it's original case.
Loving this little black beauty!