Loved the concept of this novel, the idea of beauty dominating one’s life as such strong guiding force. It reminded me of a much better version of Saltburn, with the rich family setting and the outsider protagonist, but minus the ignorance and ill intentions. I also really appreciated the exploration of sexuality in the 80s, the raw and sincere portrayal of gay men’s struggles with acceptance and aids. It’s a great contribution to literature on hedonism, and out of the very few booker prize winners Ive read I have to say this was probably the best. Only issue was that it was a bit too wordy at times, although the prose is overall beautiful.