First year in London was chaos. The windows rattled in the wind, but we gave it soul with furniture. Flat-pack breaks too quick, vintage accent chairs so we begged, borrowed and carried. Someone even nabbed a table from outside a pub. Nothing matched the walls, but that’s why it worked. Vintage sofas feel alive, and it doesn’t matter if it’s scratched. I’ve fallen asleep in a battered armchair with a book, funky chairs for living room and the furniture was part of the night.
Retro furniture feels natural here, and designers take inspiration from it. My flatmate dragged me into Smithers, and everything felt alive, not plastic. We couldn’t afford much, but everyone fights to sit in it. We’ve all begged friends for lifts. it’s half the fun. luxury armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Brand-new looks boring, but vintage carries weight. every stain means another night. After exams and chaos, the broken toaster doesn’t matter, but that funky accent chair is legend.
When you start student life, forget the catalogue shine. Grab a retro sofa, and see how it shapes your memories.
Retro furniture feels natural here, and designers take inspiration from it. My flatmate dragged me into Smithers, and everything felt alive, not plastic. We couldn’t afford much, but everyone fights to sit in it. We’ve all begged friends for lifts. it’s half the fun. luxury armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Brand-new looks boring, but vintage carries weight. every stain means another night. After exams and chaos, the broken toaster doesn’t matter, but that funky accent chair is legend.When you start student life, forget the catalogue shine. Grab a retro sofa, and see how it shapes your memories.
