I honestly cannot even remember where the furniture for my first apartment came from. I was sharing with several of my college friends and don’t recall what we used for couches, kitchen, etc.
When my lease was up, I moved up the street to a different apartment and my room did not have a closet (these were very old buildings on UES in Manhattan). I found a lovely antique armoire at a consignment store for $100 and used that for all my hanging clothes. I think I bought a dresser at the same place. I still have the armoire. I removed the rod and added a shelf across the middle, turning it into a desk where I could close the doors when not in use. I still have it in my living room with my iMac inside. The doors are closed when we have company - I have had several people compliment me on it.
The dresser I bought at the same time is now in my old room at my parents’ house that I grew up in.
I actually still have a small wooden bookcase that was in my childhood bedroom,. I have no idea where my parents got it but at some point I painted it white. I used it in my daughter’s’ bedroom until we redecorated for her during pandemic shut down. It’s now in our guest room. I have too much emotional attachment to get rid of it at this point!