연락처 : XF 이메일 : efren_bristow@gmail.com First year in London was chaos. The carpet smelled like beer, but we made it ours. No student can afford Mayfair prices, so we hunted retro. I spotted a funky armchair on Brick Lane. The colours clashed, retro style settees but that’s what gave it soul. Retro armchairs have weight, and we care more about story than gloss. I’ve watched half my flat pass out across two chairs, and those seats carried us. Markets spill chairs onto the streets, and dealers live for it. We found ourselves in Smithers showroom, and the accent chairs were bold and weird.

we had to haggle, but it’s become the throne of the house. Every student flat tells the same story. it’s what makes memories. Retro sofas don’t care if you spill. Catalogue gloss falls apart fast, but old sofas age into character. every creak is another laugh. Once the parties are done, the cracked window gets forgotten, but the vintage pieces carry the whole story. So if you’re moving to London, don’t waste time on the soulless new.

Take home something with scars, and see how it shapes your memories.