My dad was a librarian in Michigan in the ’80s, very near the Herman Miller worldwide headquarters. So I grew up around mass-manufactured steel office supplies, molded plastic chairs, books, and the things associated with books: tote bags, Kik Step stools, bookends, bookmarks. Though I came close, I never became a librarian. But several of my friends are currently in library school. So if the career is coming back, why not bring back the style, too?
Two of my dad’s pet peeves: people who thought librarians said, “Shhh,” and people who pronounced it, “li-bary.” What a radical!
I love vintage library furniture. It acts as an industrial-strength junk drawer, or a no-nonesense place to get work done. Who couldn’t get work done on this desk?
And don’t forget the hardware — a handy date stamp and some date due cards and pockets.