Mayfair Dealer’s Tale: The Truth About Vintage Armchairs > 자유게시판

Furniture has been my bread and butter since the fifties. Around these West End streets, retro sitting room folk are not merely choosing somewhere to park themselves. Old families from Belgravia and Kensington, and they all want character. A battered old wingback, never fails to speak up. One battered club accent chair and sofa was claimed for a Notting Hill film set, and the sofa aged but never gave way. This is why old beats new. They waste time with flat-pack, but at the end they admit.

Modern things break, retro sitting room whereas vintage lasts. Furniture mirrors the postcode. Kensington demands velvet, with deep seats. Dalston experimental, with colourful sofas. That’s what keeps us alive. End of the day, an armchair becomes memory. Mass production never delivers it. I still walk my warehouse floors, and I know straight away. Retro has power. When a showroom tempts you, step back. Bring home something with story, and allow it to tell your story.