Retro Comforts In Shoreditch – A Student’s Tale

When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The kitchen had a dodgy kettle, sofas and armchairs uk but we made it ours. Flat-pack breaks too quick, so we grabbed second-hand. One mate found a sofa in Hackney. It felt like Shoreditch, but that’s what made it real. Old accent chairs carry memory, and it fits our lifestyle. I’ve hosted ten people on one sagging retro sofa, and the furniture was part of the night. Markets spill chairs onto the streets, and designers take inspiration from it.

One afternoon I stumbled into Smithers, and everything felt alive, not plastic. money was tight, vintage style leather armchair but it’s survived three house parties and a flood. Every student flat tells the same story. it’s half the fun. Armchairs don’t mind if you fall asleep in them. Modern stuff? Forget it, but vintage carries weight. every wobble tells the truth. Looking back after twelve months, the broken toaster doesn’t matter, but the mismatched set still makes you laugh.

If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, leave the glossy showrooms behind. Pick up a vintage armchair, Dirtydeleted site and watch it age with you.