Palace-By-The-Sea

All island queendoms have a palace, so mine is no exception. Being a modern monarch, my palace is not your average dark ages residence. It has indoor plumbing and a laser-powered, moat-bound security system. Naturally, there are many other intriguing features: banquet hall, minstrel gallery, ballroom with flashing disco floor, heated indoor pool, on-call jester, fabulous gardens, and a dungeon wherein the jailer throws the skinny people. The local kennel is located at the back of the palace, of course, so that when I'm being bothered by nosy paparazzi or yet-unjailed skinny people or plain old bothersome twits, I can call "Release the hounds!" and actual hounds are released.

Hall of Philosophers

Inspired by a certain charming English lad, the Hall of Philosophers is a monument to free-thinking and the arts at large. Don't like being forced to think like your attendence-sniping professors? Good! Grow ill at the thought of restrictive term papers? Terrific! Come on down to the H of P and let your own mind do the philosophizing. First you'll have to cast off your left-brain perceptions and invest in poetry, music, or theater (heck, why not all three?), and then it's off to the lovely shpeel of life's invigorating madness. And remember, it's strictly BYOT. (Bring Your Own Toga.) Don't even think about stealing my royal sheets.

Meadow

Located next to the Hall of Philosophers for your frolicking/basking/just plain Skipping Through The Wildflowers pleasure.

The Spa

Stressed? Feeling ugly? Never fear, the Spa is here! You will be escorted inside by helpful spa experts who were raised on organic milk and vegetables. Get a massage. Smooth out stress with a facial. Yoga up your yin yang. Breathe in that fresh riverbank air. (Chanting ooooommmm as you read is optional.) Emerge magically transformed into that sexy thang you really are. All treatments free! And on the way home, you can catch a ride on a flying pig!

Village of Adoring Minions

Every queen needs her minions. Daily parades sweep my village's streets. The inhabitants sing whilst they work -- Beauty and the Beast montage, anyone? ("Bonjour! Bonjour!") My minions are happy to take part in their personally-owned commercial-agricultural collectives. No one is hungry, everyone has a voice, I am happy in my palace, and all is so joyful that sometimes I just can't resist joining in with the montage. "There goes the baker with his tray like always!" Ahem.

Eternal Luau

This is the party that started and never shut down. Try some poi, roast a pig, bake a clam, have a pineapple. You can even don a grass skirt, but never ask what a true luau-er wears underneath.

Natural Stuff

I decided to have a waterfall on my island because I happen to like them. I like the sort of waterfall one can swim underneath and feel very nature-y and Hawaiian-y and Indiana Jones-ish. The surrounding hills only exist for me to troop over them whilst singing that famous hill song: "The hills are alive! With the sound of music! AHHHHH!"

I put some mountains in so my island would have some nifty Celtic-esque cliff scenery, the river is there because rivers are neat, and the Very Enchanted Forest is a natural wonder, combining both jungle palms and pine trees in one big tree mosh. Call it an environmental phenomenon. I certainly do.

My island is home to many beaches because, uh, it's an island. Beaches are part of the basic island package. My palace beach is private of course, so I can wander down the sand at my own leisurely pace and all the seashells and rocks are mine. This is important to me, because I like seashells for their display value and I like rocks for their garden decor value. Also, if I wanted to stone a stupid person, and I had a stone, I could do so.