Being a closet trash picker/dumpster diver/freegan, I am not opposed to stopping the car when I spot a decent looking piece of furniture on the side of the road. I saw this in the midst of a pile of trash in front of someone's house and just had to look. Turns out, it wasn't an end table but a 1941 Singer sewing cabinet WITH a nearly pristine machine and parts INTACT!!! As Johanna says, Jesus led me to this item... True that, as I hadn't planned to head outside at all today. This is so pretty, even if I never actually sew with it I am happy to have it.