When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The walls were bare, but we dragged in whatever we could find. Flat-pack breaks too quick, so we grabbed second-hand. Someone even nabbed a table from outside a pub. Nothing matched the walls, but that’s why it worked. Old accent chairs carry memory, and we don’t need polish, we need real. I’ve watched half my flat pass out across two chairs, and those seats carried us.

East London is built on mix and mess, and dealers live for it. We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, https://bchums.com/ and the vintage armchairs carried scars I loved. we left with just one piece, but that chair still sits in the flat. Every student flat tells the same story. it’s what makes memories. Vintage pieces survive it. Modern stuff? Forget it, but funky chairs grow with you. Every scratch adds more story. Once the parties are done, the cracked window gets forgotten, but you remember the sofa.

So if you’re moving to London, skip the flat-pack rubbish. Pick up a vintage armchair, and let it shout Shoreditch every time you sit.

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