Camberwell Market located at Station Street in Camberwell, Victoria is a large flea market with 380 stalls conducted by the Rotary Club of Balwyn to raise funds for a wide range of charities. For my friends and I, it meant being able to get rid of our unwanted or unused clothes, see other people buy off our clothes (not for much but at least something) and knowing that the clothes are going somewhere.

Each stall cost $55 to be split amongst those of us who want to share a stall. We had a unit number and had to book months in advance to secure a spot. We could also rent racks and tables for our stalls. The few of us arrived at 6am in the morning and had people rummage through our things while we were still unpacking. We were advised that these were other vendors who would pick up the best of our things for cheap to sell them at their own stalls. Well, for us first-timers or one-offs (we know we’ll be back only next year), it was worthwhile for us to get rid of things quickly. Busy hours were between 6-9am. From 9-11am, it was rather quiet before it picked up again at 12pm before stalls closed at 12.30pm and that’s where the real bargains were. The cooler folks come by at 9am onwards.

Vietnamese lady: One-dalla, one-dalla!
Me: Sorry, can’t do. 5 dollars.
Vietnamese lady: One-dalla!!!!!!!!! (keeps item in her bag)
Me: Okay whatever. -_-

For people who want to sell, you have to expect to sell your products no more than $30 per item even if it’s a real Louis Vuitton bag. My second hand sneakers were sold at around $20 and used canvas bags at $10.

It was a vibrant flea market.

People were selling goods of all sorts including cutleries and glassware!

Flowers were in abundance too.

Some people sell on a weekly basis permanently.

Some buskers livened up the place.

Want some vintage bling-blings?

Or innocent scary dolls?

Or not so innocent dolls in these adult magazines? Playboy? Penthouse?

The sun was blazing hot, but it was lovely.

This is Kermit the frog, our official mascot.

This was our booth. Full of clothes.

Rachel was offering free clothes too. Funny how one lady picked something up and asked Rachel how much, so Rachel said $3 and she paid for it because she didn’t read the “Free” sign.

Aha, that’s me sorting things out, manning the front of the booth while Josiah was behind the main table.

We girls like to get rid of our clothes to make way for new clothes woohoo! Thanks Rachel for initiating this.

Xie Wenn joined in the fun too and had her clothes on the ground.

Multi-cultural crowd. The market was vibrant!

This is me explaining how good the Quantum Bracelet is and managed to sell it at $20. Kermit looked helpless.

One of the best parts of my market experience – I did not sell my leather Zara shoes I bought from Spain. Phew! When I cut off my bunions, I am going to fit into those lovely shoes again, unless you’d like to purchase these shoes at $60 (including shipping – Australia & Malaysia only), negotiable.

Chutney’s uncle’s face on Esther’s blanket. Lol!

I would thank everyone regardless for dropping by our booth. Sunday market’s meant to be fun.

But for some others, it meant that he had reached his quota for the day so he deserved a rest.

I think my hubby and I make a good team. We sorted out clothes in preparation of the event, woke up early to go to the market and sold things off – made abit of profit too. I think we work really well together.

Yup, we were tired.

Yep, just wanted to get rid of my coins from the “one-dalla” ladies’ change I received.

This is how you can get to the Camberwell Sunday market.

Image credits: The higher-res ones above were taken by Esther.