The Story of My Desk
This time, 4 years ago, I had just moved into a little 1-bedroom duplex just blocks from downtown Oklahoma City after a lifetime in the suburbs. I had very little furniture and decided, on a whim, that I needed a desk. Even more than a sofa, I wanted a real desk. Something vintage and sturdy - with character and history. I decided that I was going to find this dream desk for $75.
And I did. So when I talk about fantasies manifesting themselves this is exactly what I'm talking about. I've left the tag on this desk to remind me of that.
Over the past 4 years this desk has been infused with the energy of a girl navigating her way through love, artistpreneurship, and more recently it's become the place to hide under in the event of an earthquake (we had two big ones in just one week). I plan on hanging on to this desk for a very long time - but I hope whoever gets it next pays exactly $75 for it and finds it worth every penny.
I adore the somewhat tomato-y color of it! And there's something to be said for really well built vintage furniture and the stories that come with them.
Thanks so much for your sweet comment! It means a lot coming from you. I have to admit though, Mike did all the typography on the posts. He's such a talented guy!
Anyways, thanks for stopping by & have a good rest of your weekend!
I love this! I have a used formerly-loved desk too and I can tell you hearing the story from the man I bought it from has really stayed with me. It's in my work too. So I'm sure your desk's next owner will appreciate yours as well :)
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