Astronomer's Chief People Officer Kristin Cabot's Relationship and Marriage History
Cabot turned around and hid her face when Coldplay frontman Chris Martin put her and Byron on the jumbotron, raising questions about their respective relationship statuses. It appeared the two were caught cheating, and even Martin quipped about a possible affair.
While Byron is married to Megan Kerrigan Byron, details about Cabot's relationships have been brought to light. (Us Weekly has reached out to Byron and Cabot for comment.)
Both Byron and Cabot have stayed silent regarding the apparent scandal. Byron, however, has officially stepped down as CEO of Astronomer, where they both worked.
Astronomer's Kristin Cabot Boasted About Winning 'Trust' of CEOs Before Coldplay Kiss Cam Scandal
'Astronomer is committed to the values and culture that have guided us since our founding. Our leaders are expected to set the standard in both conduct and accountability, and recently, that standard was not met,' the company shared in a statement days after the scandal. 'Andy Byron has tendered his resignation, and the Board of Directors has accepted. The Board will begin a search for our next Chief Executive as Cofounder and Chief Product Officer Pete DeJoy continues to serve as interim CEO.'
Keep scrolling for a breakdown of Cabot's relationship history:
Is Kristin Cabot Currently Married?
The New York Post was first to report on July 18 that Kristin appears to be married to the chief executive of Privateer Rum, Andrew Cabot. While details of their apparent nuptials have not been made public, the duo share a New Hampshire address, according to property records obtained by the newspaper.
This appears to be her second marriage.
Kristin's now-deleted LinkedIn profile seemed to reveal that she was working alongside Privateer Rum for the past five years as an 'advisory board member' — a role she started in September 2020.
Is Kristin Cabot Divorced?
Cabot was previously married to Kenneth C. Thornby. However, the New York Post also reported that they split in 2018 and their divorce was finalized in 2022.
Does Kristin Cabot Have Kids?
Details about her children have not been made public, but the divorce documents from 2022 reveal that Thornby was ordered to pay child support, meaning they share at least one child.
What Has Kristin Cabot Said About the Kiss Cam Scandal?
She has not yet released a statement. Us Weekly has reached out multiple times for comment.
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Citizens' social media, like Mastodon, can provide an antidote to propaganda and disinformation Jason Wang does not work for, consult, own shares in or receive funding from any company or organisation that would benefit from this article, and has disclosed no relevant affiliations beyond their academic appointment.
