I’ve spent a lifetime dealing in chairs and sofas. Amongst the squares and crescents, a sofa is never just a sofa. Young men with new flats, and they all want character. A vintage sofa, carries the room. I sent a set of accent chairs to a Grosvenor Square apartment, and the sofa aged but never gave way. This is why old beats new. People wander past the big chains, but eventually they realise. Modern things break, whereas classic sofas grow finer. Furniture mirrors the postcode.
St John’s Wood desires quiet luxury, with velvet chairs. Camden stays chaotic, with colourful sofas. That’s London. I’ll tell you something else, chair unique accent chairs outlive their buyers. Mass production never delivers it. I still check the stitching for strength, and the truth tells itself. Old furniture lives. If you’re thinking quick buy, pause. Take on a classic wingback, and allow it to tell your story.
