When I moved to Shoreditch I had nothing but a mattress. The walls were bare, but we dragged in whatever we could find.

No student can afford Mayfair prices, so we searched markets. Another dragged a chair from Camden. It looked like chaos, but that’s what made it home.

Vintage luxury sofas feel alive, and students get that instinctively. I’ve watched half my flat pass out across two chairs, and the chairs became mates.

Markets spill chairs onto the streets, and designers take inspiration from it. We found ourselves in Smithers showroom, and unique armchair the accent chairs were bold and weird. we left with just one piece, but that chair still sits in the flat.

Every student flat tells the same story. it’s half the fun. Furniture with scars feels built for students.

Mass production doesn’t care, but real pieces stay alive. every creak is another laugh.

Once the parties are done, you don’t remember the kettle, but the armchair stays in your mind.

If you find yourself in a Shoreditch flat, forget the catalogue shine. Choose a funky accent chair, and see how it shapes your memories.