Take a stroll in Spitalfields and you’ll find sofas with decades of life. They’ve aged in public, but that’s their story > 자유게시판

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From Markets to Mansions: London’s Love for Vintage Sofas and Armchairs I can’t walk past a retro armchair without stopping for a look. Growing up, there was a sofa in our house that had seen it all. The arms were shiny from years of elbows, but it was part of us. Back in the sixties, people kept things for decades. You’d go second-hand instead of brand new. It’s in the weight of the wood. I once pulled a Chesterfield out of a warehouse in Hackney.

The fabric was stained and faded, but as soon as I sat down it felt right. Friends always fight to sit in it. Every borough in London has its own taste. Belgravia keeps it polished, with velvet armchairs. Brixton thrives on colour, family-friendly furniture with funky retro chairs. London wouldn’t be London without the variety. The catalogue stuff has no soul. Vintage finds age with dignity. Every creak is a memory. When it comes down to it, a battered sofa tells more truth than any showroom.

A sofa should tell your story. Before you grab a soulless bargain, leather chair retro stop and think of the markets. Save a battered seat, and let it shout London every time you sit.