Curating the golf moments that feel warm, effortless, memorable, and a little cinematic. Not about the score. Just the life of it.
The sun hits just right, the fairways look like they’re filtered, and suddenly my swing feels poetic. I am the main character. This is cinematic golf. If I pure one shot? Add it to my autobiography.
Golden Hour 9
Matching outfits, shared snacks, questionable club choices. No one here is stressed. Someone is definitely using a 7 iron for everything and honestly? She’s thriving. Friendship over fundamentals.
Women's only golf scramble event
This is my wellness era. My “clean girl” cardio. My slow-life aesthetic. I’m basically a mindful athlete floating across nature. The step count is wild. The sweat is polite.
Walk 18 (No Cart)
Not trying to become a tour player. I simply want to make contact so pure everyone turns to look. I want ball then turf and a smug little smile after. One tweak. One vibe shift. Entire personality reset. Find yourself someone who gives judge free fun...
Take One Lesson Just to Feel “Clean”
We are waking up, lightly glowing, playing 9 to earn our iced latte and eggs Benedict. Hair in a clip. Sunglasses on. Retelling one dramatic shot like it was the US Open. This is religion.
Golf & Brunch Sunday
A flirty little round. Wedges only. We don’t keep score because we are fun and mysterious. We clap for any shot that gets airborne. Grass selfies encouraged.
Short Par-3 Course at Sunset
Not just tracking stats. Tracking my emotional journey. Examples: • “Played great when I stopped caring.” • “Hybrids are my soulmate.” • “Do not attempt flop shots for attention.” Scientific.
Track My Progress in a Notes App Log
Throwing a visor and a skort in a weekender bag like I’m jetting off for a tournament even though I absolutely am not. Road snacks. Cute course photos. The kind of trip where you come back with delusion-level confidence.
Golf Travel Weekend
This is not practice. This is vibes rehearsal. Tall iced drink (alcoholic or not). Good music. Slow swings. I am calm, composed, glowing, and occasionally hitting absolute rockets for no reason.
Range Session With a Good Playlist + Cute Fit
Not because I need it, but because I want something flashy to pull out when the moment feels dramatic. A little “Oh, you didn’t think I could do that?” energy. It is my party trick. (Aka summon my inner Nelly Korda)
Learn a Signature Shot
Cart speakers low. Slight breeze. We are being casually competitive but also adorable. The energy is flirty, not try-hard. If I chip one close, everyone clap.
Golf Date With the Perfect Cart Vibes
Finding my girl squad who celebrates chaos shots, drinks transfusions, and hypes each other like we’re on a Nike commercial. Group chat stays unhinged. This is community building. (Not to mention post round dinner and drinks)
Join a Women’s Golf Group
Scorecard? Never met her. This round is about vibes and sunshine only. Celebrating every single ball that goes somewhere. If someone asks what I shot I’ll say: “Joy.”
Play a Round Where I Don’t Check the Score Once
This is an aesthetic beverage mission. I am taste-testing transfusions, spicy margs, iced matchas like a professional lifestyle reviewer. Half the point is to hold the cup in a cute photo by the cart steering wheel.
Try These Staff-Favorite Drinks On The Golf Course
Manifesting this like it’s my Roman Empire. I will absolutely scream, cry, spin, and sprint around the green like I just won Augusta. I will make everyone re-watch the security camera footage even if it’s at 144p quality. I will tell the story at eve...