You form a new company in the tax haven of the Caribbean. You hire the rock band Hanson to carry your oiled body on a litter of palm leaves from cars to well padded leather swivel chairs. You successfully diversify into the lingerie market with a line of bustiers penned by Silvio Berlusconi - who says business is not art?
The desire of men to objectify womens' bodies occasionally saddens you but the revenue is fantastic and alcohol helps to calm your moral turmoil.
A move to diversify forges a lucrative partnership with the innovative Negativland Enterprises and their flagship product. Years of cocaine abuse later force you to undergo corrective surgerty to replace the sandblasted, wilting septum of your prosthetic nose.