I think the only animal, cat or human, who can pull off a sequined red bomber jacket and a snow white rose collar together while taking a casual Sunday morning stroll is Tabs, obviously.
I mean, maybe Elton John could pull it off. Maybe. But I don’t know… Tabs has a special gift for working the flashy and the sweet and putting it all together so that he looks just as great cruising the streets of Novato as he looks on the cobblestone pathways of Milan.
Oftentimes, people will ask me if he’s actually an Italian cat, and I’ll be like, “No, he’s from Mill Valley, California, but he does dress like he’s European.”
He asked me today if wearing his golden disco necklace on top of this outfit would be a little too much, and I had to tell him, “You know, Tabs, sometimes you gotta hold back a little. I know your whole philosophy is ‘more is more,’ but it’s Sunday morning. You don’t need the over-sized gold necklace.”
Normally, he’ll ignore fashion advice from somebody who wears leggings and hates pants in general, but today he didn’t! I think he looks particularly fetching. 😊
Your friendly neighborhood beauty addict,