I moved to the city 5 years ago, mainly for school, but also because I had always idealized living in an urban environment. Two of my friends from my hometown were already here, yet I consciously made the choice to get a room in an apartment that I would share with 2 roommates whom I did not know.
My new roommates, both girls, had already furnished the place. I just needed to fill my tiny little room.
Young, eager and priding myself in being independent from my family, I decided to buy my first big piece of furniture, a desk.
Now, you must know that in Montreal there isn’t such a wide array of options in furniture stores for a girl with a tiny budget so of course, I immediately gravitated towards the famous Swedish retailer.
That is where I found my chosen piece: the Mikael desk.
I must’ve paid it around 150$. That meant a week’s pay for me back then, so it had to be worth it!
I chose it because of its modern style, clean lines, and elegant appearance. I also loved it because it seemed very easy to adapt to any type of décor, which meant that I would be able to keep it for a long time and to always fit it to my ever-changing tastes.
The pride of having bought my own piece of furniture was immense, and setting it up with my brother was practically a bonding experience for us.
It’s already moved many times and set up camp in 4 different rooms. Scratches on the surface tell tales of the hard times I’ve given it, dropping various drinks and piling random objects on it.
During those years, its’ seen many a night of me researching subjects like post-impressionism or human rights in Burma, cramming info about Laswell’s theory of communication into my brain or writing reviews of new CD’s for my radio program at the university’s station.
Lately, mostly since I got a laptop, I’ve been neglecting the poor thing.
When I come around to decorating the office, it’ll once again be the main focus of the room and my man will get to enjoy the convenient design of this wonderful object.