I was looking forward to this book. Unfortunately fifty percent of the photos are of Venice, or publicity shots of the rich and famous in Venice or the rich and famous (maybe in Venice) wearing a piece of jewelry which on close inspection happens to be Nardi.
Yes, Nardi is inimical to Venice and naturally, the women who have popularized it. But I expected a book on Nardi, not its' patrons or Venice. Nardi has a considerable body of extremely interesting and creative jewelery to cull from, and not just the blackamoors, but unfortunately, the book did not take full advantage of the opportunity to showcase the work of this marvelous jeweler. In all, more fill than substance.