Fulfill Your Mama Mia Dreams at This Remote Cretan Villa
This Heraklion-based home breathes life into rustic convalescence periods.
Three words. White linen sheets. In a flattering turn of events, the previously-feared domestic construct has flooded much of our interiors and viscerally leaked its way into the picturesque Tik Toks flooding our cobalt screens. The scenic outpour is not one to be discussed in secrecy, for the fruits of said Grecian shores have far surpassed one off conversations.
They’ve actualised themselves in every makeup stained bathrobe, Laneige lip mask lined coffee cup and Acai drenched electric blender. Countertops beg for granite furnishings in the face of said daydreams and the forceful integration of infinity pools into every beachside escape only seems to grow in urgency. After all, what one craves to ‘credit-card swipe’ into is the potential lifestyle these homes iterate; a promised victory and long-awaited emancipation from the shackles of mundane endeavors.
Crete’s Villa Octo is no different in construction. A physical and metaphorical embodiment of years spent pining over month-long sabbaticals, the Heraklion-based home breathes life into rustic convalescence periods. It is where one can seamlessly integrate mornings spent listening to The Velvet Underground’s ‘Femme Fatale’ with evenings spent perched atop its wooden porch - candle-lit fires flailing in the summer breeze - clinking glasses half full of Côté Mas rosé.
Ruminating over hastily tossed love affairs is a process that melts away - in wax-like reverie - beneath the warm embrace of the open plan living space, disintegrating upon a first glance shared with the ensuite jacuzzi. At times, Patti Smith’s abhorrence for the digital world will seep its way into your psyche, informing your decision to watch 1 percents dissolve into black screens and creating a reflective surface that serves to spotlight the high ceilings housing your contemplations.
Dazed exploration from one room to the next goes to inform the six day escape, facilitating hours of closet deep dives and respective bubble baths. Tan lines sting less when inflicted through mountain enshrouded sunbeds and the lingering scent of freshly trimmed greenery trails farther when every breath inhaled is the direct offshoot of the Grecian countryside. When words crumble beneath the weight of the escape’s mammoth infrastructure, perhaps a pool-side stroll amidst the Cretan landscape can help soothe the oncoming stutters.
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Dec 11, 2024