Atomic Martini
published on 8th February, 2012

With a name like Atomic Martini, you know this new vintage store is going to be more of a blast than the sex shop across the road. Yes, Brisbane has it’s fair share of suburban vintage haunts, and sure you’ll find all the usual grandma/dad outfits here, but Atomic Martini do the fifties and sixties better than most. Think one-stop-tiki-shirt kind of a shop. A space where prom dresses run rampant and hats range from panama to pill box.

Though the mens selection will impress, it won’t go anywhere near the extensive collection of party frocks from the fifties. The pastels that they have on offer are considered ‘new old stock’ meaning that despite their fun aesthetic and mature age, they have never been worn and many still have the original tags attached. Vintage without the wear and tear!

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