Take A Stroll In Spitalfields And You’ll See Sofas With Decades Of Life. They Ain’t Showroom Clean But That’s The Charm
From Markets to Mansions: London’s Love for Vintage Sofas and Armchairs There’s something about vintage pieces that grabs me. When I was a kid my nan had this battered armchair. It was worn, patched, and squeaky, but it had heart. When the East End was full of voices, you didn’t buy throwaway chairs. You’d go second-hand instead of brand new. It’s in the sag of the springs. I found a retro accent chair in a Dalston car boot.
Most people would have walked on, but you can’t fake that kind of comfort. It’s carried me through late nights and lazy Sundays. You can tell the area by the chairs. Mayfair goes glossy, with grand accent chairs. Camden loves the clash, visit these guys with mismatched sofas. The contrast keeps it alive. New furniture looks dead next to vintage. Armchairs with scars last decades. They’re not perfect, but neither are we. At the end of the day, retro armchairs will always beat flat-pack.
A sofa should tell your story. Before you grab a soulless bargain, wander a street full of second-hand shops. Choose a funky accent chair, and let it grow with you.