From Markets to Mansions: London’s Love for Vintage Sofas and designer armchairs Retro chairs and sofas have been part of my life for years. When I was a kid my nan had this battered armchair. The arms were shiny from years of elbows, but it felt alive. When London was swinging, you didn’t buy throwaway chairs. Families saved for statement sofas months to buy one piece. It’s in the weight of the wood. I once pulled a Chesterfield out of a warehouse in Hackney. The legs were wobbling, but you can’t fake that kind of comfort.

It’s become part of my story. London’s furniture scene splits by neighbourhood. Belgravia keeps it polished, with deep sofas. Brixton thrives on colour, with funky retro chairs. It’s the mix that makes it all work. Modern flat-pack doesn’t hold a candle. Vintage finds age with dignity. They remind us life isn’t flawless. At the end of the day, an old funky accent chair means more than new gloss. A sofa should tell your story.

Before you grab a soulless bargain, stop and think of the markets. Take home something with scars, and make it part of your story.