Retro Sofas and Funky Chairs – A Real London Story There’s something about vintage pieces that grabs me. Growing up, there was a sofa in our house that had seen it all. It sagged in the middle and smelled faintly of tea, but it was part of us. When London was swinging, you didn’t buy throwaway chairs. Families saved for months to buy one piece. It’s in the creak when you shift. I found a retro accent chair in a Dalston car boot.
It weren’t pretty at first glance, but the history spoke louder than the flaws. It’s become part of my story. You can tell the area by the chairs. Hampstead stays calm, with plush seating. Hackney keeps it raw, with industrial armchairs. Every corner tells a different story. New furniture looks dead next to vintage. Vintage finds last decades. Every creak is a memory. At the end of the day, retro armchairs will always beat flat-pack. Furniture should live with you. When you walk past a glossy showroom, statement chair for living room go dig through a car boot.
Grab a vintage sofa store, and make it part of your story.
