I have a confession: In my 15 or so years of having a smartphone, I never personalized my background. My phone storage is nearly full because I refuse to delete photos of cherished memories, like my best friends’ weddings and my nieces blowing out their birthday candles. That all changed in May when I visited Amanyara, the open-air resort nestled on the edge of a nature reserve in Providenciales, a lush island in Turks and Caicos. Now, my lock screen transports me back to a white sand beach along the crystalline ocean. And that was just the view from my Ocean Cove Pavilion, a 700-square-foot haven shrouded in the lush forest with a path to a private cove.

Last December, Amanyara reopened after a major refurbishment. Aman enlisted Jean-Michel Gathy of Denniston, the visionary architect who first designed Amanyara in 2006 and several Aman properties, to refresh the communal spaces, including the reception area, restaurants, and Beach Club, along with three of 20 private villas – all of which come served with a chef, housekeepers, and private pools.

For those living under a rock, or above a jutting block of limestone coastline – the ultra-exclusive hotel group Aman was founded in Thailand in 1988 and has since amassed a fervent band of “Aman junkies”. Loyalists like Dior designer Kim Jones favour the brand’s minimalist, architectural masterpieces in far-flung locales. From a remote Indonesian island to the foothills of the Tetons in Wyoming, each Aman property provides an authentic connection to the local culture and environment. Wellness and a commitment to the Japanese concept of “omotenashi”, the practice of anticipating guests’ needs are central to the Aman experience.

Amanyara‘s refreshed design amplifies each of these distinguishing elements. I was first greeted with a welcome cocktail alongside verdant mahogany trees installed by the renowned landscape architect Raymond Jungles, which framed the loft-like entry pavilion overlooking the central tranquillity pond.

I watched the sunset while sipping a Clase Azul margarita in the circular main bar by the seaside infinity pool, before shuffling off to dinner in the resort’s main restaurant for a feat of fresh sushi, black cod, and dumplings. The reimagined restaurant now features bespoke lighting fixtures by The Flaming Beacon and menus highlighting Caribbean and global cuisines. Each afternoon, I parked myself on the new, pergola-shaded deck at the Beach Club for a lunch of conch salad and grilled chicken skewers with sweeping ocean views.

No Aman is an Aman without world-class wellness facilities. Beside a boxing studio, soccer field, pickleball and tennis courts are four double-treatment pavilions, a full spa menu, open-air yoga, and programming from a rotating list of health specialists and fitness instructors. My deep tissue massage and subsequent dip in the private pool restored me to a state of relaxation, continuing until the following day when I slept through my scheduled time to snorkel through the resort’s man-made reef off the beach.

There’s no denying the truth: I’m now a certified Aman junkie.