Funky Accent Chairs, Vintage Sofas and Life in East London

[floychatterton]

When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The kitchen had a dodgy kettle, but we gave it soul with furniture. New furniture is soulless, funky so we searched markets. Someone even nabbed a table from outside a pub. Everything mismatched, but that’s what made it real. Chairs with scars feel stronger, and we care more about story than gloss. I’ve crashed into a leather sofa after a night out, and the furniture was part of the night.

East London is built on mix and mess, and leather armchair green dealers live for it. We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, and the accent chairs were bold and weird. we were broke students, but it’s become the throne of the house. Ask around and you’ll hear it. it’s where life happens. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Brand-new looks boring, but old sofas age into character. every wobble tells the truth. Once the parties are done, the cracked window gets forgotten, but the vintage pieces carry the whole story.

Next time you walk past a market, ignore the fake polish. Pick up a vintage armchair, and funky arm chair let it carry your student nights.

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