First year in London was chaos. The walls were bare, but we built it piece by piece. Flat-pack breaks too quick, so we grabbed second-hand. We carried a wingback through Dalston. It looked like chaos, but that’s what made it real. Funky retro luxury lounge seating has character, and we don’t need polish, we need real. I’ve hosted ten people on one sagging retro sofa, and the furniture was part of the night. Markets spill chairs onto the streets, and dealers live for it.
I stopped by Smithers looking for nothing, and the place was full of funky retro chairs. we left with just one piece, but it’s the pride of the living room. We’ve all dragged furniture through rain. it’s what makes memories. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Flat-pack won’t last a term, but funky chairs grow with you. every wobble tells the truth. By the end of the year, the dodgy landlord fades away, but you remember the sofa.
So if you’re moving to London, don’t waste time on the soulless new. Make space for a classic seat, and make it part of your story.
