Life in a student flat starts rough but gets colourful. The carpet smelled like beer, but we dragged in whatever we could find. Forget glossy showrooms, so we bartered with old dealers. We carried a wingback through Dalston. It felt like Shoreditch, but that’s what gave it soul. Old accent chairs carry memory, and we don’t need polish, we need real. I’ve hosted ten people on one sagging retro sofa, and the chairs became mates.

Every warehouse flat tells the same story, and dealers live for it. We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, and everything felt alive, not plastic. we left with just one piece, but it’s become the throne of the house. We’ve all dragged furniture through rain. it’s how you build a home. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Brand-new looks boring, but old sofas age into character. Every scratch adds more story. Looking back after twelve months, the stress disappears, but the vintage pieces carry the whole story.

If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, ignore the fake polish. Choose a funky accent chair, and visit this website link let it carry your student nights.