La Villa Mauresque: Where Brittany’s Coast Meets Oriental Splendor

Perched like a jewel upon the windswept cliffs of the Goëlo coast, *La Villa Mauresque* stands as a whispered secret between land and sea—a rare Moorish Revival masterpiece where the golden age of seaside elegance lingers in every arched window and intricately wrought balcony. Here, where the Count de la Lande de Calan once dreamed of horizons in 1880, the villa rises as a testament to an era when the French Riviera’s allure first kissed Brittany’s rugged shores, and architecture dared to be as bold as the tides below.

The moment you ascend the hilltop approach, the world falls away—replaced by an unbroken panorama of sapphire and silver, where the port’s twinkling lights answer the moon’s glow across the water. This is no ordinary residence; it is a *folie maritime*, a whimsical yet stately retreat designed for those who crave both drama and serenity. The villa’s extended 1906 wings embrace the sea views like a lover’s gaze, framing the ever-changing ballet of sailboats and gulls against the endless sky. Opposite lies the enigmatic *Île de la Comtesse*, its silhouette a silent companion to your private domain.

Step through the wrought-iron gates, and the past unfolds in layers of honeyed stone and geometric filigree—hallmarks of the Moorish Revival’s romantic exoticism, transplanted to Breton soil. Inside, the villa’s soul hums with the quiet confidence of a property that has witnessed a century of whispered confidences and clinking champagne flutes. Though its interiors await your personal touch, the bones sing of grandeur: soaring ceilings that catch the light like a prism, rooms that spill onto terraces where the salt-kissed breeze carries the scent of wild rosemary and distant fireside stories from the adjoining 4-star hotel—a discreet neighbor that offers both privacy and prestige.

Here, life is measured in the rhythm of the waves. Mornings begin with coffee on the sun-drenched loggia, where the first light gilds the bay in liquid gold. Afternoons dissolve into leisurely strolls along the coastal paths or indulgent repose in the villa’s secluded gardens, where the only interruption is the occasional cry of a gull. And as dusk paints the sky in hues of pomegranate and amber, the villa’s reserved parking space—with five more at your occasional beckoning—ensures your return is as effortless as the tide’s retreat.

This is more than a home; it is a legacy. A *listed* treasure where the Count’s visionary spirit endures, now poised to cradle your own chapter of seaside splendor. For those who seek a sanctuary where history’s romance meets modern exclusivity, *La Villa Mauresque* awaits—its doors open to the rare soul who understands that some places are not merely bought, but *inherited by the heart*.