When my folks moved here last week, I spied this favorite old sewing machine. It was my mom's back in the 50s or 60s. And when I was about 8 or 9 years old, Mama taught me to use it.
I made so many Barbie clothes with this machine! And began my DIY home decorating as I made pillows and blankets for Barbie's apartment. BTW, Barbie's apartment was a chair. The seat of the chair was her bedroom, and underneath the chair was her living area and kitchen. Making up her house was the BEST part of playing Barbies.
By the time I was in high school, I started sewing clothes for myself on this simple little machine. Many an afternoon I spent down in our basement, sewing a new dress or top and listening to the local Easy Listening station. That music, today, still takes me right back to our basement in Salina, KS where I sewed my little heart out.
Mom let me take this machine to college as well. I don't know how I managed to go to school full time, work 1-2 jobs, and sew an occasional dress or gift, but I did. And now, this sweet little 'Belle' has come back to me and sits proudly on my recently refinished 1950s sewing table. Happy sigh. Simple joys. Sweet Life.Stay tuned for new sewing adventures with 'Belle' and I.
