Hmm...first of all, I would be wearing my
Ramone cuffs which would serve as weapons to bonk marauding predators over the head, the studs
* would make fantastic SOS signals (sun reflection) and the clasps could be used as fishooks. I always wear three so they could also be linked together to hang foodstuff from tree limbs out of the reach of orangutangs.
Ah...my
KP Corcovado.... the most amazing bag that HH has ever created, IMHO. The leather is impervious to everything and believe me, mine has been subjected to everything including being run over by my DH when I left it unattended in the driveway for one second because I was transferring my textbooks into my trunk (thank heavens it was empty)..not even the tire tracks remained after I wiped it off with soap and water.
Before we crash landed, I would have been carrying books too and I know how that KP protects things from the elements. (No, I am NOT going to go down what reading material is in my HH..but whatever it is, I know I'd be happy because it would be something).
I could lash the side outer pockets onto my feet to protect my tender toes and heels. I could use the magnet to make me a compass. The HH charm could be used to make a slingshot to hunt for food.
I could cut out the lining and use it to cover my pale, freckled, redheaded ample assets to protect the juicy and not so juicy bits from being fried. I would be left with the outer shell, with pockets.
Oh the possiblities. I could use the Khaki Patent shell to fetch water from the hidden stream deep in the jungle and bring it back to my camp. Shake me a mean mango punch using the outer snap pocket as a shaker. Pull the KP shell over my head to keep it dry during the tropical storms. Slit it open to sleep on and protect me from creepy crawlies on the ground. I bet I could even use it to make a swing or a hammock using the two handles.
That's just for starters.
If I could take footwear, it would be a tie between the
Zelda cuff boots because they remind me of 7 league boots so I could stride over the water and home..or the
Mercury sandal....and fly home on little winged feet...or if I'd stay..I could use the Eucalyptus ones to build me a fire.
*speaking of studs..ITA..Hugh, Owen, Clive...I need me a craggy, manly man, (OK..Johnny Depp or Oliver Martinez because their both French (well Johnny sort of) and hot, period)..and even Tom Hanks because as amazing as eye candy is..it only goes so far..I need me some laughs...although we'd probably wind up talking to our friend "Corcovado" after a few years...
wait..wait..Josh Holloway..ah..that's who I'd like to be stranded with..hunky...bad boy...and
he knows how to handle himself...and has my snarky sense of humor too...
(OK..amigas, this is my fantasy...his character does..I have no idea what he's like IRL

he's been "Lost" for years..he'd know what to do with me and my Corcovado..)
I bet I wouldn't even want to leave the island..heck..after about a decade..I bet it wouldn't be deserted after all KWIM...and..I wouldn't want to be found.
