Yes, I’ve Finally Picked a Darn Desk
Before you say anything, look at those lines. She’s real wood, baby — from the 1950′s. One owner. Cigarette burns, water marks, smoke residue and marker swirls — but she is a beaut. I promise. Because right now, she’s sitting in the boyfriend’s garage with 3 hours of sanding, 2 coats of stain and the first coat of polyurethane behind her, and later this week, she will be debuting in my apartment, taking center stage. I have been staring at the gorgeous walnut that is under those 50 years of grime, and I gotta be honest ladies and gentlemen, I love her. And once you see the finished product, I hope you will too.


Though it’s cold out, I plan on sleeping in the garage so that desk is the last thing I see tonight and the first thing I see in the morning. It’s that good lookin’, folks!
Cant wait to see the after pics!!