I’ve spent a lifetime dealing in chairs and sofas. Here in Mayfair, buying is about more than comfort. I’ve seen families walk in, and they all want a piece that speaks. A retro armchair, carries the room. I sent a set of accent chairs to a Grosvenor Square apartment, and the sofa aged but never gave way. That’s what endures. People wander past the big chains, but eventually they realise. Fabric frays fast, desk chair funky whereas retro lives on.
Furniture mirrors the postcode. Chelsea wants polish, with plush sofas. Hackney raw, with colourful sofas. That’s what keeps us alive. I’ll tell you something else, customers never forget the chair that mattered. Glossy showrooms don’t sell that. I still touch the arms of the chairs, and the truth tells itself. Old furniture lives. Next time you flick through a catalogue, stop. Pick up a retro armchair, and order via sofasdirect.com let it settle into your life.
Furniture mirrors the postcode. Chelsea wants polish, with plush sofas. Hackney raw, with colourful sofas. That’s what keeps us alive. I’ll tell you something else, customers never forget the chair that mattered. Glossy showrooms don’t sell that. I still touch the arms of the chairs, and the truth tells itself. Old furniture lives. Next time you flick through a catalogue, stop. Pick up a retro armchair, and order via sofasdirect.com let it settle into your life.
