In der aktuellen Ausgabe von Esquire (UK)

• The decoloniser
  With his new exhibition, an artist redefines — and redecorates — our difficult history
• Colour by numbers
  A tiny Brighton watchmaker is putting the fun back into hor0logy
• Insta gratification
  A cute and clever instant camera from a serious name in photography
• Hot slice
  When did a crusty old classic get so trendy?
• Eclectic grandpa
  Whether you’re giving Kurt Cobain or Steve McQueen, this season there’s a cardigan for everyone
• Great Scott!
  A rapper and a watchmaker collaborate on the sweetest of timepieces
• Dunes: part two
  The Porsche 911 Dakar celebrates a famous chapter in rally car history
• Back to the Garden
  London’s jewellery district sparkles again
• Travelling right
  Italian style for smooth manoeuvres
• POPTIMISM
  Thirty years ago, Oasis released their debut album, “Definitely Maybe”. Jon Savage, who saw the band four times that year, remembers 1994, and a pivotal moment in British music, culture and politics
• TOO BIG FOR ACTING
  An exclusive extract from CALEDONIAN ROAD, Andrew O’Hagan’s state-of-the-nation novel
• It’s about heart and soul
  AFTER A PAINFUL EXIT FROM THE HOSPITALITY GROUP THAT FOR DECADES DEFINED STYLISH EATING OUT IN LONDON, BRITAIN’S MOST FÊTED RESTAURATEUR RETURNS TO THE FRAY WITH THREE NEW OPENINGS IN 2024
• THE GRIT FACTOR
  How a flourishing cottage industry of independent British labels has hit the post-Covid workwear sweet spot
• THE DEATH AND LIFE OF TOP BOY
  Four months on from the spectacular conclusion to the fifth and (maybe, maybe not) final season of his acclaimed TV drama, the creator of “Top Boy” reflects on that show’s sometimes tortured inception, and what he’s learnt in three decades as a writer for movies and TV
• A LINE OF BEAUTY
  KIM JONES CELEBRATES FIVE YEARS AT DIOR
• CLOSING TIME
  OUTSIDE THE WHITE HORSE IN STONESFIELD, on a triangular green island in the middle of three roads, there’s a gigantic horse chestnut tree. We’re in Soho Farmhouse territory here, deep in the Oxfordshire Cotswolds. Stonesfield is a one-bus-an-hour sort of place. It’s the last day of September and slightly chilly, and there’s a windfall of conkers underneath the tree. The smell of wood smoke drifts over the village.
• STRANGERS ON A TRAIN
  “I remember writing in this journal that I would capture father later — I meant to do a brilliant character sketch. Capture father! Why, I don’t know anything about anyone!”
• GOING UNDERGROUND
  Spring/summer looks that flirt with adventure
• Backstage
  Excerpts and out-takes from the pages of Esquire