A watch is often a man’s only emotional signifier
Good taste, bad taste, as long as it’s your own
Put on the first perfume you ever wore, and suddenly you’re a teenager again
Giving books for Christmas is a delicate matter – but not as delicate as giving lingerie
On the meaning of Frieze, and the collecting instinct
The late Jeffrey Smart was our most international artist
Where to go — and what to say — when the art world invades Venice
Tim Gosling’s interiors are designed never to go out of fashion
Standing in front of a Tiepolo depicting the stealing of John the Baptist’s body, the woman next to me told me to tuck my shirt in.
A melancholy Oscar Humphries bemoans the enforced jollity (and chipmunks) that the season brings
Oscar Humphries is appalled at the Australian art market’s reluctance to promote homegrown talent
Oscar Humphries explores Naples and the Amalfi coast
Oscar Humphries learns the hard way
Oscar Humphries faces call centres and dinner parties
Oscar Humphries dreams of long lunches at the Garrick
Diamonds are Oscar Humphries’s best friends
London Fashion Week is one of those events, like the Lib Dem Conference and the Max Power show, that is important to a few people but passes most of us by.
My dog has cancer. We found a lump the size of a goji berry on his paw. Tomorrow the vet operates and I’ve been telling anyone who will listen about our sad news.
Casinos, like Take That and TB, are making a comeback, says Oscar Humphries
The smoking ban approaches with terrifying speed
Oscar Humphries indulges himself in a simple sartorial pleasure
Why Oscar Humphries wants a signet ring on his finger
Oscar Humphries has found a club he wants to belong to
Traveling from Florence to St Tropez via Genoa by train
When I was 13 my father took me to Venice. I remember canals and smelly water and pigeons and an organ by Guardi that — apparently — we were lucky to see.