To the best of my knowledge, he was a print model for Versace and Armani and one or two men's high-end European underwear companies, not Polo or Calvin Klein before he was twenty years of age; a "hot" temper hampered his success as in that particular industry. Being young and beautiful and spoiled by a number of affluent clients, men and women, he was prone to tantrums, and, a long-time client of "Kyle", a prince of a Near Eastern dynasty not deceased, made remark to me that it was difficult to discern where "craziness" left off with him and a "we'll do it my way or no way" attitude began. At the time he was introduced to me, he was nineteen years of age and presented as a young Tarzan with a head of flowing, wavy blonde hair, the proverbial "walkin' streak of sex". My long association with him ended when he took offense at my suggestion, or, perhaps, admonition, that the time had come for him in life to pursue "real employment with long-term prospects for financial security".