He said it was a spur of the moment thing. Apparently he wanted to spread his wings and find out what the big, bad world is really like. Well, he found out real quick.

He told us he drove around aimlessly for a while before finally going to Mount Lemmon.

It was pretty emotional. The hardest thing was not knowing. That's a parent's worst nightmare. Once we found out he was safe, it was like the weight of the world had been lifted off our shoulders.

This is a story with a happy ending. We're thankful because so many of them out there don't.

A bad act done will fester and create in its own way. It's not only goodness that creates. Bad things create. They have their own yeast.

One of my best friends, Stephen Sprouse, Bill Dugan, and I worked designing clothes, doing every conceivable thing. New York was a really intoxicating period for me, literally and figuratively. There was a lot of overlap with Andy Warhol, Studio 54, and Halston.