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Every Saturday, Glebe Markets turns a sleepy schoolyard into a boho treasure hunt of vintage threads, handmade bits, vinyl and street food—plus a reliably queer‑coded crowd basking in the weekend haze.
Roll in late, iced coffee in hand, and let the Glebe Public School playground pull you into its weekly reincarnation as a vintage playground. Racks of ’90s denim, silk shirts and leather jackets line the paths, while local makers hawk handmade jewellery, ceramics and zines. It’s the kind of place where you come for one cute shirt and leave with a whole new personality.
Glebe Markets have been running since the early 1990s, transforming the grounds of Glebe Public School into a weekly ritual for locals and visitors. What started as a low‑key community market has grown into one of Sydney’s most beloved inner‑west Saturdays, still keeping that scruffy, handmade charm.
The crowd is peak inner‑west: art students, musicians, baby goths, dog dads and plenty of softly sunburnt queers nursing last night’s decisions with a plate of gozleme. Nab a spot on the grass near the live music, flick through vinyl, flirt over incense sticks and tote bags, and watch half the city’s crushes wander past in oversized sunnies. If you’re planning a night out on Oxford Street or King Street, this is where you assemble the outfit—and maybe the pre‑party entourage.
Glebe sits on the fringe of Sydney’s classic queer corridors, but the markets are very much part of the inner‑west rainbow. Over the years it’s become a de facto meet‑up spot: pre‑Mardi Gras outfit hunting, post‑party recovery, and a safe, casual space where holding hands or trying on gender feels wonderfully unremarkable.