At Bombon Pool Club, Alberta Ferretti Writes a Summer in Blue and Beige

Some collaborations feel like strategy. Others feel like chemistry. The meeting between Alberta Ferretti and Gran Meliá belongs to the latter.

On the sun-drenched coast of Illetas, where the sea moves with a measured rhythm and the scent of pine hangs in the air, a new kind of summer ritual has quietly taken shape. Bombon, the pool club at Hotel de Mar Gran Meliá, has been reimagined through the lens of Ferretti’s signature style—a gesture at once light and intentional, playful and composed.

It begins with the tie-dye. Subtle, diluted hues—blues by the pool, beiges on the private cove—echoing the Balearic landscape rather than interrupting it. Prints that once walked the runway now shade loungers and umbrellas, becoming part of the horizon. This is not fashion for display, but for living. And that’s precisely the point.

Built in 1964 by José Antonio Coderch, Hotel de Mar has long been a discreet retreat for European royalty and international travelers drawn to a certain idea of refinement. Marking its 60th anniversary this year, the hotel continues to evolve—still anchored in its modernist lines, now enlivened by a new Mediterranean rhythm.

Ferretti’s hand is everywhere but never overbearing. The outdoor spaces—curated down to the angle of the chaise longue—feel like an extension of her atelier, translated into texture and sunlight. There's no rush here. Just linen, breeze, and that particular shade of shadow you only find after lunch on a Mallorcan afternoon.

Behind the project is a conversation that began between the designer and Gabriel Escarrer, CEO of Meliá Hotels International. Not a marketing alignment, but a shared sensibility—about place, about time, about how to create something that feels personal, even when shared.

Bombon is a pool club, yes. But also a palette. A summer tone. A kind of postcard that doesn’t need to be sent because you’re already there.

This isn’t about bringing fashion into hospitality. It’s about dissolving the borders between them. What you wear, where you sit, how you pause—all speaking the same language. A language made not of logos, but of light, line, and fabric that feels like a second skin.

At Bombon, fashion isn’t the guest. It’s the setting.