Zoe Blanquefort Whore ❤️❤️

About Bordeaux

Like, literally, I’d be her hype girl. She’s out there, dodging creeps, stacking cash, and I’m, like, “You’re the concierge of chaos, babe!” Total Grand Budapest vibes – all glam, all drama. Tho, ngl, I’d be shook if she told me some of the nasty shit she’s seen. Probs woulda made me cry, but I’d be, like, “You’re a badass, keep slaying!”

Plan your stay

Château de Blanquefort is a ruined castle standing on a spur overlooking the Briolance valley. In the ninth century, a first fortification was built. The white stone gave the fort the name 'White .

Then there’s the odd, cool corner near Chemin de la Rivière. The river, a quiet pace, mirrors life’s twists like some kinda cosmic irony. Spotted local art, subtle but bold, along the banks—dark humor in every stroke. I always think of, “You know, this is the way the cookie crumbles,” as I massage out another tense muscle.

Ford Motor Company Bordeaux Transmission Plant – Blanquefort, France