When Le Corbusier toured Mykonos in 1939, before it was covered with multi-million pound villas and hotels, he was astounded. ‘Whatever architecture had to say,’ he remarked. ‘It is said here.’
This dry, lunar rock pile, tickled by the meltémi but graced with 35 soft sandy beaches and a beautiful white Cycladic town, is probably the most famous island in Greece, the island to see and be seen, with the country’s most exciting nightlife—if money is no object.
In 1961, when Jackie Kennedy made her first of many trips and met island mascot Petros the pelican, it was a peaceful fishing island. Her paparazzi-accompanied presence was like fairy dust, and hey presto! Mykonos became the joy of the jet set, the first officially to sanction naturism on some of its beaches, and a leading gay resort, paving the way for the current crop of glitterati, Instagram influencers, tech billionaires and Russian oligarchs who arrive on super yachts or helicopters; private heliports in the most exclusive beach clubs make getting there a snap.
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