WOMEN (GOLFERS) ARE FROM VENUS: The Eeeek Factor

WOMEN (GOLFERS) ARE FROM VENUS: The Eeeek Factor
ICE-CREAM-MONSTER-_-EQUIPT-for-playWomen are from Venus and men are from Mars. We get it. In another post, awhile back, I touched on the disconnect between what women really want (when it comes to their golf gear) and it got me thinking about food and shopping (sex even). A friend and…

CUTE SHOES. HAPPY GOLF

CUTE SHOES. HAPPY GOLF

It's crazy that I make golf shoes for women, but hardly have time to play golf myself these days. No excuses here, but it probably explains the appalling condition of my game. Riding to the rescue was my good friend Toby Tucker Peters, who landed up in the Hamptons last week for a little R&R…

WOMEN & BUSINESS ON THE GOLF COURSE: How We Roll

WOMEN & BUSINESS ON THE GOLF COURSE: How We Roll
I joined Hope Greenberg (Lucky magazine) and Toby Tucker Peters (Toby Tucker Golf) for a friendly round of tour-quality golf the other day. What? You don't believe me? It was amazing. Phenomenal. Unbelievable really. We putted our knickers off. (Swamp land for sale in Florida.)

FOOT BLISS: Comfortable Walking Shoes

FOOT BLISS: Comfortable Walking Shoes
So you’re perplexed by my post on Paris and The Chocolate Walk? Don’t be. Walking’s my thing (on a golf course or off) and walking in comfort is my obsession. Now that we have the comfort formula down for the links it’s time to turn our attention to everyplace else. In all modesty,…

ALEXIS THOMPSON: PRETTY (AWESOME) IN PINK

ALEXIS THOMPSON: PRETTY (AWESOME) IN PINK

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All I can say is I would kill for that swing - OK, and legs. There are at least a thousand good reasons to flog the topic of style, color and audacity one more time, but…

ORLANDO: The PGA Show or What Do Women Really Want?

ORLANDO: The PGA Show or What Do Women Really Want?
This event happens twice a year and is an opportunity for industry professionals to gather and see what’s new in the world of golf and let’s face it, head south in January for a round or two when the snow is past the knee caps for those of us living above the 38th parallel.…