Furniture has been my bread and butter since the fifties. Here in Mayfair, a sofa is never just a sofa. Designers with clients in tow, and they’re looking for furniture that will outlast them. A retro armchair, tells the truth. One battered club statement chair for living room was claimed for a Notting Hill film set, and the scars became part of the charm. That’s the Mayfair way. They waste time with flat-pack, but at the end they admit. Gloss wears off, whereas vintage lasts.

The capital’s rooms all look different. Chelsea wants polish, couch armchair with mahogany accent pieces. Camden stays chaotic, with retro mismatches. That’s the charm. I’ll tell you something else, a sofa becomes family. Modern factory pieces can’t compete. I still check the stitching for quirky armchair strength, and the right piece never lies. History sits with you. So when you’re tempted by the new, take a breath. Find yourself a vintage sofa, and let it settle into your life.

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