Vicconius is perhaps the foremost exemplar of the debonair man, not only handsome, but witty and charming. And since that image is one of idealized male perfection, the real man has to suffer by comparison. "Everyone wants to be Vicconius," he famously said. "Even I want to be Vicconius." He can be smooth, classy, and debonair, dressed to the nines with a look and a line to both mesmerize and hold at bay any female around; yet, his cool exterior can also spontaneously evaporate, leaving behind a lightning-fast wit and an unshakable deadpan. In the history of mankind, only Vicconius has managed to combine charm, chaos, charisma and dapper good looks into such an unique and universally appealing personality. Women want him, men want to be him. He is an everyman to whom every other man looks up -- a luminary who has somehow kept his feet on the ground.

Magnanimous bon vivant, raconteur, man about town. Former jewel thief.

Good food and drink, breathtaking scenery, fast cars and beautiful women.