Walk Through Portobello Market And You’ll Spot Sofas With Decades Of Life. They’re Rough Round The Edges But That’s What Makes Them Magic

From Markets to Mansions: London’s Love for Vintage Sofas and Armchairs Retro chairs and sofas have been part of my life for discover this years. Growing up, there was a sofa in our house that had seen it all. The fabric was torn but held together, but it had heart. During the heyday of Soho, a sofa wasn’t just a sofa. You’d keep the same chair your whole life. It’s in the sag of the springs. I rescued a battered armchair from outside a shop in Peckham. It weren’t pretty at first glance, but as soon as I sat down it felt right.

It’s carried me through late nights and lazy Sundays. Every borough in London has its own taste. Belgravia keeps it polished, with plush seating. Dalston keeps it cheeky, with industrial armchairs. London wouldn’t be London without the variety. New furniture looks dead next to vintage. Armchairs with scars get better with years. Every stain has a story. Here’s the thing, retro wins because it’s real. A chair should hold your nights. If you’re scrolling catalogue sites, go dig through a car boot.

Take home something with scars, and let it grow with you.