There will be no best-dressed award given at Cache Creek, but even without a style award, we’re ready to appreciate all sartorial choices.
Especially for a sport whose highest honor is a Green Jacket, whose 1970’s legends were known to smoke between holes while wearing extremely flammable polyester pants, where the course is the only place this side of 1937 were knickers won’t look out of place, we want to see your best links’ duds.
Be it a comfortable khaki and polo, or something a little more Bill Murrayesque, choose your outfit carefully.