Why London’s Finest Still Choose Retro Sofas And Accent Chairs

My world has always been the shop floor, the showroom, the warehouse. In the heart of London, buying is about more than comfort. Couples step through the door, and unusual couches they’re all searching for the same thing. A battered old wingback, carries the room. There was a velvet sofa that went to a townhouse in Chelsea, and it carried his family through generations. That’s the Mayfair way. They flick through glossy catalogues, but sooner or later they return.

Modern things break, whereas old chairs carry life. Furniture mirrors the postcode. Hampstead seeks calm, with velvet chairs. Brixton is bold, with retro mismatches. That’s London. I’ve learnt over years, customers never forget the chair that mattered. Glossy showrooms don’t sell that. I still touch the arms of the chairs, and the truth tells itself. Classic pieces endure. Before you make a mistake, step back.

Bring home something with story, and see how it shapes your home.