...and I named her Gale.
What I thought to be a mostly unassuming cabinet,
turned out to be so much more.
I wasn't even looking for furniture today. It wasn't even a garbage pick-up day.
I first saw the curvy front.
Could it be some strange buffet?
Of course, her side doors give us some identifying clues...
Are you on the right track yet?
I opened her top hatch
to be blasted by gale force winds.
The crowning glory to the old cabinet!
The detail is amazing.
I couldn't capture it all with the evening sun.
There's even a working metal pedal down there.
I just couldn't leave a 96 year old lady on the street.
(Gale is circa 1916).
So the boys helped me load her up and we brought her home to await a make-over.
Don't really know what I'm going to do yet...
will I remain a purist on this one,
or paint and distress her exterior because she has some damage anyway?
Or will I remove the sewing machine from the cabinet altogether?
Dunno, dunno, dunno.
Any of you ladies have one of these babes in a big wooden cabinet like this?