Seventy-four thousand square feet of Brazilian amethyst, statuario marble, and hand-worked 24k gold — a private jewel of the coast, offered to a single custodian.
Every wall, every basin, every threshold is quarried, lit, and set by hand — the amethyst not applied but embedded, glowing from within the stone itself. Nothing here is repeatable. Nothing here has been done before.
Twin cypress sentinels guard a colonnade of illuminated amethyst pilasters. Marble steps rise beneath a crystal chandelier suspended in an atrium of gilded light.
A curved velvet sanctuary orbiting an illuminated geode coffee table. Backlit amethyst panels frame the hearth; twin sofas face the Pacific dusk.
Aubergine velvet channels a headboard beneath a swirling amethyst-and-gold triptych. Floor-to-ceiling glass frames the skyline in cinematic silence.
A monolithic amethyst tub carved from a single crystal. Backlit geode walls, brushed-gold fittings, and a chandelier of falling light.
A mirrored gallery of couture — glass vitrines lined with amethyst columns, a central island beneath a cascading crystal chandelier.
The rarest laundry in the world. An amethyst island glows beneath a candlelit chandelier, flanked by tuxedo cabinetry and mirrored appliances.
A subterranean thermal sanctuary carved entirely from amethyst — plunge pool, waterfall spa, sauna, hammam, and fireside repose.
A gilded reliquary for rare vintages — amethyst tasting slab beneath a Baccarat cascade, backlit crystal alcoves lining every wall with bottles kept in perfect stillness.
Twelve-stall stable clad in amethyst tile and gilt ironwork, opening onto paddocks lined with hydrangea and cypress.
A private championship tennis court finished in amethyst violet, encircled by heraldic gilded gates and lantern-lit topiary.
Tiered parterres, tiered fountains, and processional cypress avenues drawing the eye to the mansion's illuminated dome.