E has a small, clip-on desk fan, which he has owned since his time in college. It is white plastic, although the plastic is more of a dingy grey now. The protective cover no longer exists, and the blades have been stained in areas by a black permanent marker, a byproduct of a bored moment or two.
E has yet to let it go for sentimental reasons, but if I could convince him to upgrade, I would love for this beauty to serve as a replacement.
I have mentioned my love for industrial-inspired things before, and this vintage fan makes my heart flutter. Oh how I'd love if this resided in our office. Or bedroom. Really, I think I could put it anywhere in our house, and it would make me smile every time I saw it.