One more brief golf post.
As we boarded the bus for the tournament that first morning, I realized quickly we had landed in the world of men. Except for one other lone women, we were the only females on a fully-loaded tour bus.
Excitement was in the air.
The men were dressed to the nines.
Their version.
Khakis.
Golf shirt. From the most prestigious country club or sporting event most recently attended.
Baseball hat. From the second most prestigious country club or sporting event most recently attended. (To be in uniform would be tacky!)
Laniard. From the third most prestigious country club or sporting event most recently attended.
The bus laniards were ditched when we arrived at Congressional and everyone received their inaugural AT&T classic version. (Evie begged for mine throughout the day and on the bus ride home.)
When we got home and Bruce saw them, he immediately found a place of honor to hang it.
Guess what he'll be wearing the next time he goes to a tournament?
Life would be much more comfortable, let alone wedding attire, if men ruled the etiquette world.
