The New Range Rover Sport SV Is the Fastest, Most Dynamic Model in the Marque’s History

The 2024 Range Rover Sport SV covers zero to 100 km/h in 3.6 seconds on its way to 290 km/h.

By Lawrence Ulrich 21/02/2024

Land Rover just can’t help itself. Facing a pedigreed squad of SUV interlopers —think the UK’s own Rolls-Royce, Bentley, and Aston Martin — the original purveyor of posh British SUVs isn’t about to cede the high-dollar ground. Sprinkle in exotic Italian spice in the Ferrari Purosangue and Lamborghini Urus, and German beef such as the Porsche Cayenne, and the market message is unmistakable: SUVs top the wish list of even the most discriminating buyers, more than sports cars or even traditional sedans.

Enter Land Rover’s Range Rover Sport SV. This 626 hp gloss on the all-new Rover Sport becomes the fastest, most dynamic model in Land Rover’s mud-spattered history. The slant-roofed SV wasn’t only developed to climb tougher off-road obstacles than the competition, but also ascend to market heights as yet unexplored by the Rover Sport.

The 2024 Range Rover Sport SV.

This 2024 “Edition One” model starts from $360,800, and it tops $500,000 with optional carbon-ceramic brakes and dramatic carbon-fibre wheels—standing 23 inches tall—that, together, trim about 45 pounds of unsprung weight at each wheel. Yet the cost of the Sport SV remains less than that of a Bentley Bentayga, Rolls-Royce Cullinan, or Aston Martin DBX707.

My drive along the western spine of Portugal begins at Vermelho, a 13-room boutique hotel designed by Christian Louboutin, who fell in love with the tiny village of Melides and bought a fisherman’s house on the nearby Alentejo coast. Any visitor would swear this villa had stood for centuries, and had been restored for maximal modern charm. In fact, the shoe magnate’s hotel is an entirely new, ground-up design. The Rover Sport SV engages in a similar trompe l’oeil effect, with a shapely form that alludes to a sturdy off-road history, but that largely masks the speed-centric mechanicals below. After a too-brief stay at Vermelho, my luggage-friendly Rover SV is spearing past the vineyards of the scrappy Alentejo wine region, and blurring the bark-regenerating cork oaks that provide stoppers for the world’s wine industry. Next stop, sun-soaked Algarve, the southernmost anchor of Portugal.

Where other 2024 Rover Sports get a turbocharged inline-six engine with hybrid assist, the SV adopts a 4.4-liter V-8, squeezed by twin turbochargers to 626 hp and 750 Nm of torque. That V-8 pairs smartly with an eight-speed, paddle-shifted automatic transmission. A selectable active-exhaust system underscores a philosophical change versus the previous Rover Sport SVR.

Rover engineers fondly recall that departed model and its supercharged V-8 as “a bit of a sledgehammer.” What I mainly remember (aside from middling handling by Cayenne standards) was that hammer’s effect on passengers’ eardrums. That SVR’s gratuitously rowdy exhaust note was like having the band Motorhead banging away in the back, including belching exhaust backfires at every throttle lift: A diverting experience for about 20 minutes, but soon tiresome in a Range Rover ostensibly aimed at refinement. En route to the Algarve, the Sport SV’s downsized V-8 still snarls when prodded, packs decisively more punch, yet never draws undue attention to itself.

“There’s a bit more finesse to the engineering, yet the bandwidth of the car has gone way up,” says Matt Becker, the former chassis maestro for Lotus and Aston Martin, who brought his talents to Land Rover a few years into the Sport SV’s five-year development.

The Sport SV storms to 100 km/h in 3.6 seconds, and keeps churning to 290 km/h. More importantly, it raises its dynamic game to roughly Cayenne or BMW X6M levels—if still shy of crossover SUVs such as Ferrari’s Purosangue or Aston’s DBX707 that weigh several hundred pounds less. That zero-to-100 km/h burst is more than two seconds faster than the Rover Sport’s 335 hp starter model, and a full second quicker than even the 542 hp Rover Sport PHEV P550e.

The interior of the 2024 Range Rover Sport SV.
The swank aesthetic, akin to that of a chic London hotel or lounge, defines the interior, where the Rover denudes the cabin of every possible hard switch.

Unleashed on Portugal’s rustic two-lane roads, the Rover is more engaging than a 5,532 kg SUV has any right to feel. Adjustable air springs lower the rakish body by 10 mm to 25 mm versus standard models. And the Rover can tackle serious off-road situations, aided by those height-cranking air springs, a Terrain Response system, and gadgets such as a camera-based wading-depth sensor. I sample all that on an all-terrain course that includes perching the Sport SV on a 29-degree side slope; and steeps that require the (easy) removal of a front aero splitter to avoid scraping the handsome chin.

Back on asphalt, the Rover’s newfound agility flows from another wellspring of tech. The SV steers faster than any Rover before, with a 13.5:1 ratio that’s 30 percent quicker than other Rover Sports. The brand’s first-ever hydraulic suspension links all four corners and their semi-active dampers. Those hydraulic connections eliminate any need for weighty anti-roll bars, and almost magically suppress body roll, pitch, and dive.

A standard rear-steering system can pivot rear wheels at up to 7.3 degrees to trim a turning circle at parking-lot speeds, or help the Rover rotate through fast corners. As speeds climb, rear wheels can turn in phase with fronts to boost stability. Staggered 23-inch tires include thicker 305 mm slabs in the rear to balance that fast-acting front and avoid twitchy reactions. A selectable SV mode biases power toward the rear, and optimises the throttle, transmission, steering, and rear-steer functions.

The 2024 Range Rover Sport SV.

Jamal Hameedi, director of SVO Operations, says the package proved its worth at Germany’s Nürburgring Nordschleife circuit: On that benchmark vehicle-development gauntlet, the Sport SV can knock out eight gruelling laps before its tires are shot, versus just two laps for a standard Rover Sport.

After a rip along the Vicentine Coast, I admire this 2.5-ton rabbit at rest. Inside and out, the Sport SV advances the Reductive Design philosophy that Gerry McGovern, Jaguar Land Rover’s chief creative officer, has embraced. The SV adds tasteful jewellery to the Sport’s Botox-smooth skin, in a way that Coco Chanel might approve of. “Range Rover” script is rendered in carbon fibre at the front and rear. White ceramic “SV” roundels are finished by hand. A carbon-fibre hood caps the blunt prow, with enlarged apertures for induction and brake cooling. A reworked rear bumper and diffuser surround four exhaust outlets, wrapped like jumbo burritos with more carbon fibre.

A swank aesthetic, similar to that of a chic London hotel or lounge, defines the interior, where the Rover denudes the cabin of every possible hard switch. Incredibly, there are only two traditional switches, an engine start-stop button and a trunk release hidden near the driver’s knee; three if you count a matte black console shifter for the transmission. The rest springs to life via a 13.1-inch centre screen astride the dashboard, and a 13.7-inch driver’s display that dangles from an awning above. The displays are managed by Rover’s Pivi Pro 4 infotainment, including screen-based volume and temperature sliders that are awkward to operate in motion, especially over bumpy ground. That aside, Pivi Pro 4 finds Rover (finally) becoming fully conversant in modern touchscreen interfaces. Like an intriguing first date, there’s a getting-to-know-you period with the infotainment system, but nothing to make you run screaming to the exit.

A close-up of an optional carbon-fiber wheel available on the 2024 Range Rover Sport SV.
The optional carbon-fibre wheels—standing 23 inches tall—and carbon-ceramic brakes combine to trim about 45 pounds of unsprung weight at each wheel.

The cabin is fashionably draped in a choice of two-tone Windsor leathers; or animal-free textiles that recall technical fabrics favoured by Tom Cruise’s Ethan Hunt, appropriate for the opera house or rugged outback. Another interior gizmo will spark debate. The “Body and Soul Seats” (or “BASS”) function activates four transducers in the front seats. They send energy pulses into front occupants’ torsos, synced to the melodious thrum of a 29-speaker Meridian audio system. Guided by an AI algorithm that analyses media in real time, those vibrations are limited to musical cues in roughly the 60-to-150 Hertz range. Think basses, kick drums, perhaps the odd oboe. System designers emphasise that this isn’t some newfangled version of a cheap subwoofer in a teenager’s Subaru.

“Anyone can make a bloaty, ‘thump-thump’ noise in a car,” says Duncan Smith, group leader for electronics and interior, citing 24,000 hours of system tuning. “The bit we’re really proud of is the fidelity. We wanted to stay true to the soundstage and what the artist intended. This is an extra immersion in music, an extra layer of communication.”

The interior of the 2024 Range Rover Sport SV.
The cabin can be fashionably draped in a choice of two-tone Windsor leathers or animal-free textiles.

Rover claims that BASS measurably boosts heart-rate variability and skin-contact sensitivity, which correlates to reduced anxiety or improved cognitive response. A series of six “Wellness Tracks,” developed with Coventry University’s National Transport Design Centre, are meant to alternatively soothe or engage occupants.

Cueing up Dave Brubeck’s jazz classic “Take Five” as I drive, the sinuous double bass of the late Eugene Wright pulses discreetly into my back. Higher notes strike higher up my spine, and lower notes ping around my kidneys, right in time with the music. The effect gains intensity during a trip through Daft Punk’s bass-heavy electronica. At first, I dismiss BASS as a gimmick, an update of the risible “Sensurround” that made theater seats quiver during 1974’s Earthquake disaster flick. But perhaps Rover is onto something, and other automakers will follow suit.

Sensations are definitely maximized when I pull into the Algarve International Circuit, better known as Portimão, for a lapping session. The Rover is no one’s idea of a track car. But this tailored brute proves surprisingly graceful on one of my favorite European layouts, where Lewis Hamilton posted a pair of Portuguese GP wins during Formula 1’s pandemic run. Even on all-season Michelin Pilot Sport tires, the Rover puts up 1.1 g’s of lateral grip. That rises to1.2 g’s on Michelin Pilot Sport S 5’s, a new summer tire the Sport SV will offer later this year. That’s a level of grip once exclusive to featherweight supercars, now yours in an off-road-capable Range Rover.

Driving the 2024 Range Rover Sport SV on track.
The Rover is no one’s idea of a track car, but this tailored brute proves surprisingly graceful during lap sessions at the Algarve International Circuit.

But what really gets me is the brakes, and not just the platter-size rotors that measure 440 mm up front. With traditional brakes, the calipers’ pistons are arranged radially. The bright idea here, hatched by Italy’s Brembo, was to arrange pistons in an “X” shape that concentrates braking forces closer to the centre, boosting efficiency. Engineers urged me to mash those brakes at will, insisting they are nearly impervious to fade and overheating. I wasn’t granted enough consecutive laps to test the theory. But where some “performance” SUVs lose stopping power after three or four hot laps, the Rover was braking impressively after six full-bore trips around Portimão.

The 2024 Range Rover Sport SV in Portugal.
The 2024 “Edition One” Range Rover Sport SV starts at $360,800.

Now, don’t shoot the messenger, but did I mention that you can’t buy a 2024 Range Rover Sport SV? Land Rover gave prospective owners an inside track, allowing them to see and spec the cars in places like Pebble Beach and Dubai. There will be a 2025 model, though Rover is officially mum on production numbers and timing. It’s the new game in luxury, strangling supply, juicing demand, or justifying big showroom markups on the basis of exclusivity. The latest player just happens to be the raciest of Rovers.

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Omega Just Unveiled 9 Watches in Its New Constellation Observatory Collection

The line-up shows up a bevy of metals and colours, too, as well as two new calibres.

By Nicole Hoey 31/03/2026

Omega’s latest watch is in a universe of its own.

The Swiss watchmaker just unveiled its new Constellation Observatory Collection today, the next step in its Constellation lineage and the first two-hand hour and minute timepieces to ever earn Master Chronometer certification. And if you were paying attention to any of the dazzling watches spotted at the Oscars this year, you would’ve caught a glimpse of the new line already: Sinners star Delroy Lindo rocked one of the models on the Academy Awards red carpet, giving us a pre-release preview of the collection.

Developed at Omega’s new Laboratoire de Précision (its chronometer testing lab open to all brands), the collection houses a set of nine 39.4 mm watches. The watches underwent 25 days of scrutiny there, analysed via a new acoustic testing method that recorded every sound emitted from the timepiece to track irregularities, temperature sensitivities, and more in the name of all things precision. (Details such as water resistance and power reserve are also thoroughly examined.) This meticulous process is all in the name of snagging that Master Chronometer label, meaning that the timepiece is highly accurate and surpasses the threshold for ultra-high performance. The Constellation Observatory Collection has now changed the game, though, thanks to its lack of a seconds hand.

A watch from the Constellation Observatory Collection, with the Observatory dome on display. Omega

“Until now, precision certification has required a seconds hand,” Raynald Aeschlimann, president and CEO of OMEGA, said in a press statement. “The development of a new acoustic testing methodology has made that requirement obsolete. It is this breakthrough that has enabled us to present the Constellation Observatory, the first two-hand watch to achieve Master Chronometer certification.”

In addition to notching its place in history, the collection also debuted a new pair of movements: the Calibre 8915 and the Calibre 8914, each perched on a skeletonised rotor base. The former’s Grand Luxe iteration will appear on the 950 Platinum-Gold model in the collection, which offers up that base in 18-karat Sedna Gold alongside a Constellation medallion in 18-karat white gold with an Observatory dome done in white opal enamel surrounded by stars. The second Calibre 8915, the Luxe, will find its home on the other precious-metal models in the line, either made with the brand’s 18-karat Sedna, Moonshine, or Canopus gold seen across the case, the hand-guilloché dial, and, of course, the movement itself. (Lindo chose to rock the Moonshine Gold on Moonshine Gold iteration, priced at approximately $86,000, for Sinners‘s big night at the Oscars.) As for the Calibre 8914, it can be found in the collection’s four steel models.

 

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A look at a gold case-back from the collection. Omega

Each model is a callback to myriad design features on past Omega models. That two-hand dial, for one, comes from the 1948 Centenary (the brand’s first chronometer-certified automatic wristwatch), while the pie-pan dial (seen in various blue, green, and golden hues throughout the line) and that Constellation medallion caseback both appear on watches from 1952. The star adorning the space above 6 o’clock also harks back to 1950s timepieces from Omega. And to finish off the look, you can opt for alligator straps in a variety of colours, or perhaps a gold iteration to match the precious-metal models; the brick-like pattern on the 18-karat Moonshine bracelet was also inspired by Omega watches from the ’50s.

We’ll have to keep our eyes peeled for any other Constellation Observatory timepieces (or any other unreleased models from the brand) at the rest of the star-studded events headed our way this year—perhaps the Met Gala?

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In Search of White Gold

Colorado’s barely known San Juan Mountains do a fine line in bespoke skiing experiences, luring alpine-sports cognoscenti and billionaire thrill-seekers alike.

By Craig Tansley 18/05/2026

“Though no one currently on staff is at liberty to say, billionaire actor Tom Cruise is a very average heli-snowboarder. But although no one currently on staff is at liberty to say, Amazon CEO Jeff Bezos—the world’s second richest human—makes up for Cruise’s inability with his off-piste prowess. The pair have been clients of Telluride Helitrax, a heli-skiing outfit operating in the backcountry behind Telluride Mountain Resort, in remote south-west Colorado, since 1982. My source, a former guide who prefers to remain anonymous, admits he’s entertained a host of household-name One Percenters over the years.”

“Power billionaires aren’t going to the popular resorts any more,” he reveals over a happy-hour drink at a Telluride bar. “Luxury skiing these days, it’s all about exclusivity. No one with any clout shares snow, and at every resort, no matter how fancy, you have to share the slopes. But nowhere is more exclusive than the backcountry. That’s your billionaire’s playground. And no backcountry is more exclusive than San Juan backcountry.”

Conditions match those found in Alaska, according to those in-the know.

Which is precisely why I am here. Australia’s considerable brigade of free-spending, snow-crazed executives may jet off to Vail and Aspen each northern winter for thrills, but it turns out some of the world’s most choicest ski experiences have been right under their noses—only a short helicopter ride, car journey or private jet flight from said resorts.

Packed into the ultra-rugged southern end of the Rocky Mountains, the San Juans are a little chunk of the Swiss Alps in the US—young, ridiculously spectacular formations known for their steep slopes, deep powder snow and Disney-esque triangular peaks, all bathed in 300-plus days of sunshine a year. And the region is augmented by unique, and select, backcountry options that rival anything currently in the upscale ski orbit.

Carving clouds in Silverton backcountry terrain.

Case in point: North America’s highest skiing setting, Silverton Mountain. Located in the heart of the San Juans, outside the tiny town of Silverton, the 4,111 m peak boasts 736 hectares of chair-accessible terrain set among what is reputedly the deepest, steepest snow in the nation. It also offers a further 10,000 hectares of private terrain, serviced by heli-ski operation Heli Adventures. This is the Shangri-La of skiing: every slope connoisseur has heard of it, though most wonder if it actually exists.

We arrive via the treacherous Million Dollar Highway, where a disturbing lack of guard rails sometimes causes travellers to plummet into the valley floor (the death toll, grimly, averages eight people per year). Silverton Mountain was bought in 2023 by Heli Adventures’ young co-founders Andy Culp and Brock Strasbourger. While private punters can book the hill in its entirety, starting from around $14,000 per day, plus extra for single heli-skiing runs, the destination is also open to the public from Thursdays to Saturdays through winter.

“Silverton is a bastion for the pure ski experience,” Culp says. “All that corporate consolidation that happened when ski resorts all over the world developed condos and real estate and got super-busy… well, it never happened here. You’re able to access Alaska-like terrain from an old rickety chairlift, but you’re an hour’s drive from a pretty major airport [Montrose]. And you can access snow that’s even better than most heli-skiing straight off your lift.”

There’s no radio-frequency lift passes when I arrive. In fact, I don’t get a lift pass at all. A discarded school bus doubles as the “second chairlift”; it picks me up and returns me to a yurt which serves as a restaurant and bar. “There’s a time and a place to hang out at The Little Nell [Aspen’s legendary après-ski bar] and the world doesn’t need more of that,” Culp says. “This is the new luxury. We also run a heli-ski business out of Aspen [Aspen Heli-Skiing] but this is where we come. You can’t put a price tag on what we have here.”

I drive away from the mountain, back along the perilous Million Dollar Highway, park my car and disappear into the San Juan National Forest with guide Kaylee Walden. This white-coated outback between Silverton and Ouray, dubbed “the Switzerland of America”, offers swathes of primo backcountry skiing terrain. The ski touring here is often likened to Europe’s iconic Haute Route—an emblematic trail between Mont Blanc and the Matterhorn.

The operator Mountain Trip offers a Colorado version of that feted circuit, on a multi-day traverse between secluded huts. All in all, there’s nearly 8,000 km² of national forest and 2,500 hectares of wilderness to explore, frequented only by the occasional intrepid enthusiast.

A wood-burning sauna is being prepared as I arrive at Thelma Hut, 4,500 m above sea level. Traditionally, US Forest Service huts were humble affairs, with rudimentary bunks, self-service kitchens, and food supplies brought in by skiers. This evening, however, a chef is preparing local bison across from an open fireplace as the sun sets through a floor-to-ceiling window against a horizon of white mountains. As he works, I walk out into the snow to study the twilight sky; beaming planets shine down on me, necklaces of tiny stars sparkle.

Thelma Hut, in the San Juan National Forest.

Back down to earth, upon my return to “civilisation”, we take a two-hour car ride to Telluride, probing through the San Juans. The small town is picture-postcard pretty, wedged at the end of a box canyon surrounded by Colorado’s tallest waterfalls, and hosts the highest concentration of 4,000-m-plus peaks in the state. Most of its buildings are on the National Register of Historic Places, including a bank that was robbed in 1889 by the outlaw Butch Cassidy.

While the locale offers everything from luxurious on-mountain dining options to 7-km-long runs, it’s the heli-ski enterprise that’s lured me. Telluride Helitrax holds sole rights to over 500 km² of completely deserted ski terrain, a few minutes’ flying time from town. The company runs a range of Eurocopters which guests can charter into Colorado’s best alpine basins, cirques and couloirs. “The range mightn’t be as expansive as Alaska,” says Telluride Helitrax program director Joseph Shults. “But the views, the terrain, the snow depth and quality is as good.”

I’m staying in a privately owned three-bedroom penthouse apartment, where a helicopter takes off each morning for convenience (when I’m done carving clouds, I move a kilometre up the mountain to the seven-bedroom, three-storey mountain retreat Hood Park Haven, valued at around $42 million). Telluride Helitrax uses an abundance of drop-off locations, all above the tree line, meaning everyone from intermediates to experts can be catered for.

Telluride Helitrax offers a multitude of drop-off points.
The $42 million Hood Park Haven retreat.

During my three-day odyssey, I don’t cross a single other ski track, but it’s the peace that is most startling. In this pocket of montane paradise, there is, literally, not a single sound—a stark contrast to the whirling fury of the chopper that transports me. My experienced guide Bill Allen won’t reveal who’s come before Robb Report. “You’d know their names,” he says, grinning.

And so the San Juans remain a secret to all but a fortunate few. Of all the luxuries the ultra-wealthy enjoy in the skiing ecosphere, the promise of untouched snow is by far the most enviable. Here in Colorado is where the white gold truly lies.

Photography: Kane Scheidegger (heli-skiing); Patrick Coulie (hut); Courtesy of Colorado Tourism Office (Hood Park Haven).

This article appears in the Autumn issue 2026 of Robb Report Australia New-Zealand. Click here to subscribe.

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Best Combustion Supercar: Ferrari 12Cilindri Spider

A modern classic in the making, combining naturally aspirated power with elegant restraint to deliver performance that feels as refined as it is visceral.

By Vince Jackson 20/04/2026

In a year when carmakers of all persuasions sheepishly extended hyperbolic electric targets, it’s fitting that the monastic puritans of Maranello—who, lest we forget, won’t finally yield to the sin of battery power until October with the Elettrica—opted to make combustion their major power play.

As an uncertain future of AI omnipresence barrels towards us, the 12Cilindri—an analogue, open-topped tribute to Ferrari’s late-’60s/early-’70s grand tourer, the Daytona—represents a defiant fade into the past, a pause for breath, a fleeting return to The Good Times when nascent technology provoked excitement rather than existential dread.

Guiding this automotive nostalgia trip is, as the nomenclature suggests, a naturally aspirated 6.5-litre V12 engine, generating an unceasing wave of power as it sears towards the 9,500 rpm redline with relative nonchalance. That’s because the 12Cilindri is not a mouth-foaming attack-dog. It scales performance heights with the refinement of the finest Italian works of art; its “Bumpy Road” mode facilitates comfy al fresco GT cruising, and even the imperious powerplant is mannerly at most speeds.

For all the yesteryear romance, progressive technologies and engineering, such as a world-class 8-speed transmission, advanced electronic aids and independent four-wheel steering, are baked into the deal. The 12Cilindri’s clean, stark design somehow toggles between retro and modern; and while vaguely polarising, one can’t ignore its magnetic road presence.

In terms of aesthetics, Ferrari describes the 12Cilindri as being “ready for space”; in many ways, a fantasy vehicle that transports users to another dimension is probably what the world needs right now.

The Numbers

Engine: 6.5-litre V12

Power: 610kW

Torque: 678 Nm

Transmission: 8-speed dual-clutch auto

0-100 km/h: 2.95 seconds

Top speed: 340 km/h

Price: From $886,800

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High and Low

At Le Bernardin, Aldo Sohm oversees one of the most formidable cellars in fine dining. But on the beach, he’ll happily drink a cheap rosé. The world-class sommelier explains why taste—and humility—matter more than price.

By Tori Latham 12/05/2026

Aldo Sohm is one of the most accomplished sommeliers in the world. The 54-year-old Austrian heads up an oenophile’s empire on New York City’s West 51st Street, where he both serves as wine director at Michelin three-star Le Bernardin and leads his namesake wine bar, just across the road from the fine-dining institution. (He spends his time literally running back and forth between the two.) So it may come as a surprise that this man, who sips prized varietals all day, admits to the joys of a glass of Whispering Angel, a ubiquitous rosé that retails at stateside Target stores for US$22.99 (around $30) a bottle.

The context here is important; the aptly named Sohm is quick to clarify that he’s not about to start serving Whispering Angel as one of the pairings with chef Eric Ripert’s US$530 (around $750) eight-course tasting menu. But during a trip to the Caribbean for the Cayman Cookout food festival, Sohm’s wife requested a glass of rosé on the beach. When he went to fetch it, she specified that she wanted a cheap drop, not the fancy stuff that he likely would have grabbed. “I felt kind of gobsmacked, right?”

Sohm says as we’re sitting in the tasting room at Aldo Sohm Wine Bar. “Now, rather than just criticising, I have to admit: I got out of the water, and I tried Whispering Angel, too. It was delicious.”

Aldo Sohm Wine Bar, across the street from Le Bernardin in midtown Manhattan.

Unlikely as it may be, this humility is perhaps the key to Sohm’s success. His lack of self-seriousness makes him an anomaly in the oftentimes highfalutin world of fine wine. Rather than shaming you for your preferences, Sohm will indulge your desires. Maybe, as in the case of his wife, you’re going to be right. More likely than not, you’re going to be wrong. He won’t simply tell you that, though; he’ll use his encyclopedic knowledge of wine to subtly steer you in the right direction, allowing you to come to that conclusion on your own. “You just wake up from your dream—and mistake—and realise that, ‘Oh yeah, he’s right,’” says Ripert, who has worked with Sohm for almost two decades.

Sohm intended to move to New York for only 18 months. Growing up in Innsbruck, in the Austrian Alps, he wanted to be a helicopter pilot. Like many childhood fantasies, that didn’t come to fruition, and he settled on something more practical, becoming a teacher at a hospitality school. Having overcorrected—“That was way too boring for me,” he admits—he switched to the more public-facing side of the industry, getting a job as a restaurant server. It was then, when he was about 21, that Sohm fell in love with wine. (Prior to that, he was a self-proclaimed Bacardi and coke guy.)

The menu’s croque monsieur

After studying wine on his own time, he began his formal sommelier education in 1998. He rose quickly through the ranks and was named the best sommelier in Austria in 2002, a title he defended the following two years and reclaimed in 2006. Amid that stretch, he sojourned to New York in 2004 with the goal of improving his English to compete in international competitions. It paid off: four years later, he won the top prize from the World Sommelier Association. But more than the accolades, Sohm had discovered a career. By then, he had joined Le Bernardin after stints at Wallsé, Café Sabarsky and Blaue Gans—all Austrian restaurants in Manhattan.

“Back then we had a very strong French sommelier community, and they controlled everything,” he says. “And it was an uproar because how come an Austrian sommelier came to one of the most French restaurants?” He proved his bona fides, and in 2013 Ripert and Maguy Le Coze, the co-owners of Le Bernardin, approached him with the idea of partnering with them in a wine bar. It was Ripert who suggested putting the connoisseur’s name on it.

Aldo Sohm Wine Bar debuted the following year, with a team that Sohm handpicked. Sarah Thomas was part of that opening crew, after meeting Sohm during a fateful dinner at Le Bernardin with her cousins. When her relatives divulged to him that she was a sommelier in Pittsburgh, he proceeded to serve a blind tasting to Thomas. “He didn’t say what I got right or wrong. He didn’t care about that,” she tells me. “He just wanted to hear me talk about wine, I guess. So I did.”

When he offered her a job at the end of the meal, she laughed. Sohm didn’t. Thomas promptly packed up and moved to New York. After she spent about nine months at the wine bar, Sohm promoted her to Le Bernardin, where she worked for another five years. When she decided to start her own business—Kalamata’s Kitchen, which aims to teach kids about other cultures through food—Sohm was one of her earliest investors. He may have found full-time teaching to be too banal, but it’s still a huge part of what he does now, identifying the next generation of stars and giving them the guidance to grow into their own—whether that takes them into the upper echelons of fine dining or beyond the white tablecloths altogether.

Sohm’s side hustles include a line of wineglasses, a Grüner Veltliner produced in his native Austria, and books such as Wine Simple: Perfect Pairings.

Overseeing two teams, at two very different spaces, feeds Sohm’s prodigious ambition. He’s on a mission to completely reshape the world of wine, from what’s in your glass to the glass itself to what you enjoy it with—say, Champagne with eggs. Along with his day jobs, he has partnered with the Austrian brand Zalto to create his own wineglasses. “As a sommelier, you criticise only, but you make nothing,” Sohm says. So, he also now wears the winemaker hat, producing a Grüner Veltliner under the Sohm & Kracher label, a relatively accessible quaff that’s a collaboration with his fellow countryman Gerhard Kracher. And in 2019 he added author to his résumé, releasing Wine Simple, a “totally approachable guide”, as the book’s subtitle puts it. He followed that up with Wine Simple: Perfect Pairings, to help you pick the right bottle for the right meal and the right moment.

“In wine pairings, you have three possible combinations,” Sohm says. “There’s the perfect pairing. Then sometimes you have flavours just going along… it’s like humans—they talk, they interact, but they never connect. And then there’s conflict.” It’s that first one he’s after every time.

“Sohm fell in love with wine when he was about 21. Prior to that, he was a self-proclaimed Bacardi and coke guy.”

Outside of the restaurant, the wine bar and the cellar, Sohm is an avid cyclist who owns six bikes, a number he admits is excessive—especially in New York City. Riding is what he credits with keeping him healthy, when so much of his time is spent eating and drinking—and drinking some more.

Still, despite the 18-year career at one of the world’s best restaurants, despite the top honours from his peers, despite the wine and the wineglasses and the wine books, Sohm doesn’t consider himself successful. Every day, he’s trying to figure out how he can self-correct. “I like what I do, so I go back home that night, think of things which I can improve,” he says. “I get annoyed when I make a mistake, but I improve the next day.”

His quest for perfection may never be over, but Sohm does concede that he’s happy—its own type of success. Sometimes he finds that happiness while sipping a glass of 1980 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti La Tâche, a bottle now so rare and coveted that he calls it “unattainable”. And sometimes, if to his chagrin, he finds it while drinking a mass-produced rosé on the beach.

Photography by Tori Latham

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Going For Gold

Available in a range of shades and intensities, this metallic tone is still a first-place choice.

By Rachel Gallaher 18/05/2026

Above: Awakening 02, Sebastien Durelli Designed exclusively for StudioTwentySeven, Sebastien Durelli’s Awakening 02 floor lamp is available in a limited run of eight examples. Handcrafted in Italy from cast patinaed bronze, the striking piece takes inspiration from the naturally sculpted landscapes of Iceland, specifically the country’s glacial lagoons. The organic boulder-esque shade is rugged and elemental—like an exploded rock wrenched apart by seismic activity—while the base is sleek and symmetrical, providing visual balance in a deep bronze finish. From around $65,300

Above: Orion, De La Espada When it comes to the Orion dining table, the draw is in the details. Designed by Anthony Guerrée for De La Espada, this piece features a central base crafted from a series of overlapping wood slats—a textured moment that creates visual equilibrium with its smooth, curved-brass counterpart. A bona fide visual anchor, the Orion can be paired with thin-framed chairs for a sneak-peek view or heftier seats that provide a surprising reveal when guests sit down to dinner. From around $20,870

Above: LS35A, Luca Stefano This showstopper by Milan-based designer Luca Stefano is all curves. A sexy lounge sofa, seen here upholstered in Pierre Frey mohair with canaletto walnut details, the LS35A is available for customisation, but we think that this mossy-gold hue is incredibly chic, evoking the muted desert tones popular during the ’60s and ’70s. Around $66,280, as shown

Above: Jazz, Tom Bensari Part of master woodworker Tom Bensari’s Manhattan collection for StudioTwentySeven, the Jazz bookcase is an ode to the designer’s love of music. With edges that curve like brass instruments and shelves that skip like riffs, this unit is meticulously hand-built in Poland from oak and olive wood, with custom veneered interiors according to the client’s preference and a glowing finish that takes on a golden tint in just the right light. Around $29,320

Above: Sleeper, Lucas Simões Last September at Christie’s in Los Angeles, Brazilian artist Lucas Simões unveiled his first furniture collection, Colendra. Presented in Lightness & Tension, an exhibition curated by roving gallerist Ulysses de Santi, Simões’s work is rooted in material exploration, as seen in the Sleeper chair, a curving steel form that suggests Brazilian midcentury modernism. A unique patina—which imparts the shimmery, rainbow-esque look of an oil slick—gives the piece a contemporary, artistic feel. Around $22,440

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