I don't have a problem. I can stop any time I want. Any time! And I'll have you know that I made two separate trips to the antique mall to look at this desk, so that, friend, makes me a savvy shopper.
I like antique malls (and thrift stores) better than regular Old Furniture Places because things tend to be cheaper, often discounted pretty nice because the vendor needs more room in their booth. And things often haven't been refinished, so the history of the piece hasn't been sanded and varnished into oblivion. Oh yeah, and the staff tend not to be snooty Junior League wanna-bes on crack. They cool. They're fine with you being in their store in your workout clothes. Hell do they care?
Though this is technically a desk, it will actually function as my little girlie vanity table thingy. You know. Now all I gotta do is let go of my Rubbermaid "dresser" that I keep in the closet and I can start making fun of college students full time.
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