Vixens galore at the Verizon Heritage
My hometown PGA Tour event begins Thursday, and what a thrilling sight it will be. The Verizon Heritage is one of the most appealing events of the year from a visual perspective, and it goes well beyond the familiarity of the candy-striped lighthouse, the mega-yachts in the harbor, the sparkling waters of the nearby Calibogue Sound, and the centuries-old, moss-draped hardwoods that define the playing corridors of Harbour Town.
Its the stunning female scenery that sets Harbour Town apart. Sure, it’s nice to see Ernie Els, Jim Furyk, Leonard, Love, Lehman, and newly-minted Masters champ Zach Johnson. But what’s really great? The fresh-faces sorority sisters. The stilleto-heeled 30-somethings, tanned and toned, teetering down the walkways with cocktails in hand. It’s the tank-tops, sun dresses, short-shorts, form-fitting designer jeans where theoretically you could see the outline of a tee in the back pocket. It’s the “see and be seen” attitude, the “dress to impress” directive, that makes this event, as much or more as any other on Tour, one of the most attractive places in the nation to watch the world’s best golfers. Or not watch any golf at all.
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