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

I grew up amongst family-friendly furniture, and I’ve never left it. In the showrooms of Grosvenor, folk are not merely choosing somewhere to park themselves. Couples step through the door, and they’re all searching for the same thing. A funky accent chair, never fails to speak up. A wingback ended up in a Belgravia study, and sofa vintage retro ten years on it looked better than ever. This is why old beats new. People wander past the big chains, but they find themselves in Mayfair again. Mass production doesn’t care, whereas retro lives on.

The capital’s rooms all look different. Kensington demands velvet, with velvet chairs. Dalston experimental, with retro mismatches. That’s London. Let me put it plainly, a sofa becomes family. You don’t get that from a catalogue. I still check the stitching for strength, and I know straight away. Vintage has truth. Before you make a mistake, take a breath. Take on a classic wingback, and allow it to tell your story.