My Vintage Summer
For us it all began in the summer of ’76, the year the sun scorched the grass the colour of sand and no-one could sprinkle their lawns or take a bath, and the year I could no longer run around without my top on.
Meet Lizzie and Kim as they grow from small-town adolescents to women on the hedonistic stage of London in the early eighties. There they join Kim''s older sister, Vonnie, an untameable fo...
For us it all began in the summer of ’76, the year the sun scorched the grass the colour of sand and no-one could sprinkle their lawns or take a bath, and the year I could no longer run around without my top on.
Meet Lizzie and Kim as they grow from small-town adolescents to women on the hedonistic stage of London in the early eighties. There they join Kim''s older sister, Vonnie, an untameable fo...
