When the Summer of Love never ended... it just went X-rated.
A psychedelic purple haze of crystal blue persuasoins, midnight sensations, love-ins, be-ins, bare breasts, long legs wrapped in skin tight bell bottoms, sweet tight buns swaying to the rhythm of the San Francisco streets...'scuse me while I kiss the sky. Sin City and Fred Lincoln flashback to those times and those foxy ladies that made us all eight miles high and stiff as a brick.
Costume
Bell bottoms so tight they deserve their own billing.
Production
Sets that scream 'we rented a van and found a field.'
Director
Fred J. Lincoln
Trivia, insights & behind the scenes
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