The first half was quite enjoyable, reading about their background, their time at Central Saint Martins, early shows, breakthroughs, muses etc. But once they were respectively ensconced at Givency and Dior it all just became so so dull. Page after page after page describing clothes. You get weary trying to picture them and you can't look everything up on google. And the men themselves were just such unpleasant arrogant arses. And what they did barely useful if we're honest. Mostly the clothes seemed to be completely unwearable and the shows used to drive sales of perfumes and belts. So not only dull, but cynical and depressing.

There are some pictures at the end. It's hard to understand why there aren't more and why they are not scattered through the book alongside relevant text, at least in the kindle edition. It would have made it all a lot more enjoyable.

So I'd recommend only for hard core fashion fans. I'd only a passing interest really.