Retro Comforts In Shoreditch – A Student’s Tale
Life in a student flat starts rough but gets colourful. The carpet smelled like beer, but we built it piece by piece. Flat-pack breaks too quick, so we bartered with old dealers. Someone even nabbed a table from outside a pub. Nothing matched the walls, but that’s what made it real. Retro armchairs have weight, and it doesn’t matter if it’s scratched. I’ve hosted ten people on one sagging retro sofa, and the chairs became mates.
Retro furniture feels natural here, and students rely on it. My flatmate dragged me into Smithers, find more and the sofas looked like they belonged in films. We couldn’t afford much, but it’s survived three house parties and a flood. We’ve all dragged furniture through rain. it’s how you build a home. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Mass production doesn’t care, but old sofas age into character. every wobble tells the truth. Once the parties are done, the stress disappears, but the mismatched set still makes you laugh.
When you start student life, forget the catalogue shine. Take home something with scars, and let it shout Shoreditch every time you sit.