My friend Scotty died suddenly a few weeks ago of a heart attack at age 36, while hiking in Alta. He was the most charismatic character - well dressed, well traveled, and could spin you on the dance floor, like no other. But the trait that is remembered distinctly in our minds and hearts, is that he had a zest for life that we can only hope to match in our own lives. Everything he did, he did with soul and purpose. He truly did not care what people thought and he will be missed for his sense of humor and presence. Men's Vogue has a great little tribute to him, with a few classic pictures that render you speechless with their style and humor. As Scotty would say "Human beings were meant to live, not exist..." Be well Scotty.