After a few weeks of having quilting lessons at Linda’s house, it was time that I took the leap and purchase a machine of my own. This was it! I was really going to “do” this quilting thing.
I was excited, and so was my mom (aka Grammy) who is also my neighbor and was looking forward to sharing this investment with me. Grammy used to sew once upon a time, but somehow forgot to teach me! Her old workhorse of a Singer had been a good machine, but sadly when loaned to a friend years ago, it was never to be seen again.
So off we went to the local sewing machine store to shop. Linda said that rather than just look online, I needed to “touch” some real machines to get a sense of what I liked. What I liked? At this point, I didn’t even know what I liked! Do I want a heavy machine? Brand specific? A certain size? Alas, the trip was worthwhile as the well informed salesman actually let us sew some stiches on a few different machines.
I found one that met all my criteria, and was whipping out my credit card, when our shopping savvy friend gave me the signal to slow down. She was already ahead of me and had looked up the model of the machine I liked online. Of course, they were cheaper online, but I was conflicted. Earlier that day, knowing that we’d be going to the store, I had secretly pictured myself at home later that night sewing on a sparkly new machine. Hmmm, patience is a virtue?
So we walked out of the store, machineless, and I spent the next few hours at home tracking down the model of the machine. I also had to try to beat the system in terms of finding a way to get around the ridiculously high shipping charges often tacked on to items being mailed to Hawaii. I was lucky and through Amazon found a retail store on the mainland that would send it free shipping. Woo hoo!
So I waited, and waited, excited to get home each day to see if it had been delivered. Once the “approximate shipping date” came and went, I kept my cool and gave it two more days. By day three of “Seriously, where’s my machine?” I shot off an email to the retailer, and lo and behold (maybe by my putting it out into the universe), my machine arrived that afternoon.
Isn't she beautiful?
The Singer Confidence 7467. I do love her and promptly named her Singeria (recipe for the machine inspired cocktail to follow in a future post). The only slight disappointment is that it did not include a walking foot like the one at the store had as part of the accessories package. But, all in all, no complaints. Lots of options for fun stitches, it’s sturdy, sews straight, and as Grammy marvels, “Sewing machines are so much more user friendly now!”
So, in the spirit of helping other fellow newbies with some direction and inspiration, tell us:
- What machine (or in Linda’s case, machines) do you have?
- Did you name your machine or are we just quirky?
- What tips would you provide other newbies?
- If you could buy any machine, what would it be? Dream big!