When Kathy went to Vietnam in the 1960s, she packed a platinum blonde wig, a red satin fringed bikini and a pair of knee-high boots. She was sixteen years old, and she was going to a war. She didn t come back the same girl as when she left
Going to a war is just about the last thing on sixteen-year-old Kathys mind. It is the 1960s, there are miniskirts to wear, Beatles and Stones music to listen to and discos to go to. There is the Vietnam War, of course, but that is way in the background.
While training as a hairdresser in Brisbane, Kathy gets a part-time job as a go-go dancer in a city disco. Her protective older brother, Mick, keeps a close eye on her. But when Mick turns twenty, he is drafted, and sent off to the army. That brings the war a lot closer, Mick could end up in Vietnam.
Then Kathy sees an advertisement for an audition for a touring entertainment troupe. Full-time entertainment work! She eagerly goes along to the audition with a fellow dancer, Gaynor. It looks like a great job, only catch is, the tour is in Vietnam. Kathy still wants the job. Kathy and Gaynor are approached by another auditionee, Layla. She suggests they would have more chance of getting the job as a trio. They have fifteen minutes to put an act together. And they do it. They will now, Layla tells them, be known as the Hipchicks. Their trademark will be their knee-high white boots. They get the job.
Vietnam is a total eye opener. Firstly they are offered a two-week job touring American hospitals. The girls sing for boys who'll have to live without a leg, or an arm, or an eye. And for some boys who won't live at all. Then the real tour begins. The Hipchicks travel around Vietnam in trucks, aircraft and helicopters. They're a raving success. The soldiers start to demand them. 'Where's the boots? We want the boots!' The girls cope with heat that rots their wigs and costumes; with travelling every day and performing every night; with the ever-present danger of bullets and bombs. They cope - until ... One night, performing in a remote American-army camp, a soldier with a grudge against his sergeant takes a shot at him. Just one shot. But that's all it takes. And Layla's right in the way.
Kathy and Gaynor, stunned, escort Layla's body home. They don't go back to Vietnam. The Hipchicks are finished.
But every year, on one special day, Kathy and Gaynor attend a dawn service at the war memorial. They wear their Hipchick white boots. And they give their own, special Hipchick salute for Layla - and they remember when the Hipchicks went to war.
This coming-of-age story is a refreshing new addition to this genre, and a good depection of this period of Australian history. - Bookseller and Publisher
I enjoyed this book a lot it was an interesting read. - Carins Post
It is an entertaining book which appeals to all ages. - Courier Mail