Toy Sewing Machines
I bought my granddaughter this toy sewing machine for Christmas. She really, really wanted this particular one because of the Bratz branding all over it, and she wanted to be like me and sew – particularly blankets for her little brother. I was sold because it was purple. (Did I ever mention purple is my favorite color?) I got it at WalMart or Target for about $40. (Click on the thumbnail for a closeup.) She was so happy to get it.
It came complete with already threaded bobbins, cheap thread, a pair of tiny toy scissors (that are completely useless made out of cheap alumninum) in a miniature sewing case, and some cute little scraps of fabric. I had absolutely no delusions that it would behave like real sewing machine sewing anything firmly, but I did expect it would somehow stitch two pieces of fabric together. Okay, so my expectations might have been a tad optimistic.
First we couldn’t get the bobbin threaded properly. It’s a drop-in bobbin and you can’t see the slots the thread has to go through in the casing. Flaw number one. Futher flaws include being made out of cheap plastic and having very lightweight breakable parts.
Finally, after much work, I managed to get the bobbin thread through the casing and the needle thread to stay in the needle and was ready to try stitching something. The sewing mechanics seem to work but the machine doesn’t feed the fabric through. It just stitches in place and jams. Over and over.
Essentially, it’s a piece of crap. I know my granddaughter will be disappointed when she comes home tomorrow to her dad’s and is told it just doesn’t work. And of course, the manufacturers make opening the box in the first place such a chore that you have to tear the box to shreds, eliminating any chance of putting returning the toy and getting your money back.
Well, dear granddaughter has a birthday in July. Here’s what I think I’ll get her – if she still shows a serious interest in sewing. I should have purchased this in the first place. It would have been only about $10 more. And likely would have worked.
Marketing Schmarketing. Bratz Schmatz.
By the way, my granddaughter will be six in July. I think I was about five when I got my first toy sewing machine, and in “those days”, toys really did what they were supposed to do.
This isn’t the very same machine I had, but one just like it that was so generously sent to me by Sewing Diva Gigi about a year ago. I keep it on display in my sewing room. It reminds me to strive to always keep my childlike joy and love of sewing alive.