Vintage Armchairs, Accent Chairs, and Sofas: Proper Character for Real Homes I’ve always had a soft spot for old furniture. Growing up, there was a sofa in our house that had seen it all. The fabric and leather couches was torn but held together, but it had heart. When the East End was full of voices, unusual settees an armchair wasn’t just a seat. Chairs lived longer than flats. It’s in the creak when you shift. I dragged a velvet armchair home from Camden.

It weren’t pretty at first glance, but you can’t fake that kind of comfort. It’s become part of my story. Furniture in London shifts with the postcode. Chelsea leans plush, with velvet armchairs. Camden loves the clash, with mismatched sofas. Every corner tells a different story. Mass-produced pieces fade in months. Retro pieces last decades. They carry scratches like tattoos. If you ask me straight, retro wins because it’s real. Your seat should outlast the years. Before you grab a soulless bargain, go dig through a car boot.

Grab a vintage sofa, and let it shout London every time you sit.

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