Retro Comforts In Shoreditch – A Student’s Tale

When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The carpet smelled like beer, but we made it ours. IKEA lasts a term at best, luxury sofas so we begged, borrowed and carried. One mate found a sofa in Hackney. It looked like chaos, but that’s what made it home. Funky retro seating has character, and it doesn’t matter if it’s scratched. I’ve fallen asleep in a battered armchair with a book, and the sofa was another character in the story. Retro furniture feels natural here, and shops in the area thrive on it.

One afternoon I stumbled into Smithers, and the vintage armchairs carried scars I loved. we had to haggle, but it’s the pride of the living room. Every student flat tells the same story. it’s how you build a home. Accent chairs don’t flinch when four people pile on. Flat-pack won’t last a term, vintage style leather armchair but real pieces stay alive. every stain means another night. By the end of the year, the broken toaster doesn’t matter, but that funky accent chair is legend.

If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, skip the flat-pack rubbish. Grab a retro sofa, and make it part of your story.