「Retro Comforts In Shoreditch – A Student’s Tale」の版間の差分

When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The walls were bare, but we made it ours. New furniture is soulless, so we bartered with old dealers. Another dragged a chair from Camden. It looked like chaos, but that’s what made it ours. Old accent chairs carry memory, and it doesn’t matter if it’s scratched. I’ve hosted ten people on one sagging retro sofa, and the furniture was part of the night.<br><br>East London is built on mix and  [http://www.vmeste-so-vsemi.ru/wiki/%D0%A3%D1%87%D0%B0%D1%81%D1%82%D0%BD%D0%B8%D0%BA:KeiraReeder89 armchair funky] mess, and shops in the area thrive on it. We wandered past Smithers one Saturday, and the vintage armchairs carried scars I loved. we left with just one piece, but that chair still sits in the flat. We’ve all dragged furniture through rain. it’s half the fun. Retro sofas don’t care if you spill. Flat-pack won’t last a term, but real pieces stay alive. every creak is another laugh. By the end of the year, the stress disappears, but the mismatched set still makes you laugh.<br><br>So if you’re moving to London, leave the glossy showrooms behind. Make space for a classic seat, and let it shout Shoreditch every time you sit.