Summer vibes of 1995 revived, seen through the warm grain of VHS footage: Neon-clad teens laze on sunny mall courts, their Shibui sweaters and acid-washed jeans a testament to their rebellious spirit. In the background, glinting glass escalators slide between fluorescent-lit storefronts, while chalky Magnum ice cream vendors and greasy Sbarro's employees lazily mill around, caught in a haze of cigarette smoke and desperation. Distressed denim-clad poseurs immortalized on the Olive Garden patio, photobombing handmade Instamatic prints with flannel-clad friends, surrendering to joyful emotions and perfectly imperfect, raging beauty.