Arlette Mcknight

I grew up amongst furniture, and I’ve never left it. Amongst the squares and crescents, buying is about more than comfort. Old families from Belgravia and Kensington, and luxury lounge seating they all ask for quality. A funky accent chair, never fails to speak up. There was a velvet sofa that went to a townhouse in Chelsea, and the sofa aged but never gave way. That’s the Mayfair way. They waste time with flat-pack, but they find themselves in Mayfair again. Modern things break, whereas old chairs carry life. Furniture mirrors the postcode. Belgravia looks for tradition, with buttoned wingbacks. Dalston experimental, with retro mismatches. That’s the mix. Here’s the truth, customers never forget the chair that mattered. You don’t get that from a catalogue. I still knock on the wood for weight, and the truth tells itself. Retro has power. If you’re thinking quick buy, pause. Find yourself a vintage sofa, and let it settle into your life.