Dang! It was burnin’ up in Redding this weekend. We’re talkin’ hot, like fry-an-egg-on-the-sidewalk hot.
It was so hot that charcoal briquettes were jumping out of the bag into the fire to cool off.
It was so hot that I used my finger as a curling iron.
It was so hot that Tabs would have been jealous (because he’s usually the hottest thing in the room).
In other words, it was hot!
We just walked in the door, and wouldn’t ya know it? — who texts, but none other than Tabs from the tarmac at the airport to ask for a ride home. I may not have mentioned this before, but I’m also his chauffer/airport shuttle (he doesn’t do public transpo).
Yeah, while El Hub and I were frying in Redding, Tabs was flying to and from Maui for a weekend of fun in the sun with Jay-Z, Beyonce and baby Blue.
Tabs must have sent about 10 pics over the past 24 hours from the beach, the pool and the spa at the Four Seasons.
I’m sure I’ll get all the deets in the car on the drive home.
I admit that sometimes it seems like Tabs lives this jet-setting playboy tabby lifestyle, but it’s not all about weekend getaways with hip-hop royalty. He also werks, and here are some of his current kitty modeling campaigns…
Who is Tabs the Cat? About five years ago I befriended a stray, flea-bitten tabby cat with a bad case of worms. I could see he’d fallen on hard times, but his profound knowledge of high fashion and department store cosmetics led me to believe that he was more than meets the eye. We became fast friends, and now he’s actually my boss (and a successful kitty model).
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,
P.S. To learn more about my employer, world-renowned plus-size kitty supermodel Tabs the Cat, you can also peruse the archives here.