Retro Comforts In Shoreditch – A Student’s Tale

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First year in London was chaos. The windows rattled in the wind, but we built it piece by piece. Forget glossy showrooms, so we grabbed second-hand. We carried a wingback through Dalston. It looked like chaos, but that’s why it worked. Chairs with scars feel stronger, and we care more about story than gloss. I’ve balanced takeaway boxes on a mismatched chair, sofa accent chair and every time it felt right. Every warehouse flat tells the same story, and designers take inspiration from it. We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, and everything felt alive, not plastic.

we had to haggle, but everyone fights to sit in it. We’ve all begged friends for lifts. It’s part of student life. Accent chairs don’t flinch when four people pile on. Catalogue gloss falls apart fast, but vintage carries weight. every wobble tells the truth. Once the parties are done, the dodgy landlord fades away, custom furniture designs but the vintage pieces carry the whole story. If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, leave the glossy showrooms behind.

Pick up a vintage armchair, and let it carry your student nights.