This will stop even island regulars in their tracks: on the way to breakfast when they see the baby sharks swimming right there in the shallows; passing the giant, gnarling, Tomb Rider-esque banyan tree near the tucked-away spa; at sunset when the pool becomes a mirror for the sky and the only colors that exist in the world are orange and blue. Amilla is a minimalist and clean-lined version of the Maldives, the the low rising buildings in a white wood the same shade as the flour-fine sand. Nothing pokes above the palm trees, even the threehouses high up in the canopy (for those who prefer to fall asleep to the sound of birdcall rather than waves) cleverly blend into their surroundings. Being in or near the water is what it’s all about: the snorkeling is sensational and the house reef is home to a coral-lined underwater chimney where hawksbill turtles, triggerfish and guitar sharks schmooze. But there’s also a knockout spa where trainers from hit London outfit Bodyism lead guests through a gym session to get hearts racing and then brilliant therapists from Bhutan calm them back down. All is mellow and fairy-lit when it gets dark and everyone seems to be wearing something floaty. Among half the dozen restaurants, Japanese Feeling Koi, set right over the ocean, is a highlight: reef-fish ceviche with pomegranate; crispy crab roll with green-tea powder. Amilla has some of the most knockout villas in the archipelago. Any which way, it’s a very fun, very glamorous place to stay. +960 6606444; amilla.mv; Doubles from £815.