Flushing’s Grand Bazaar NYC turned feminist last night, with Queens hosting a women-owned business market. Vendor Lena Carter sold handmade soaps as 300 shopped, celebrating International Women’s Day early. It’s borough power—free entry, goods from $5, pure Queens soul. A kid nabbed a candle; a pro eyed jewelry. ‘Queens lifts women—this is it,’ Carter says, wrapping bars. The stalls glowed with grit.
The bazaar’s a one-off—timed for March 8, it packed the lot by noon. Carter’s a Corona maker; last night’s haul hit 100 sales—soaps flew. A scarf stall sparked a line; haggling buzzed—NYC style. Rain held off—luck held too. #QueensWomen trended; Brooklyn’s plotting a rival.
Some griped—’Too crowded,’ sniped a walker, dodging bags. Trash flecked—cans rolled; swept quick. A rival’s pitching a Jackson Heights bash, splitting stalls. Still, 400 stayed—women ruled. Flushing’s never shopped so fierce.
Carter’s teasing a spring pop-up, maybe a co-op if sales bite. ‘NYC’s hustle—this proves it,’ she says, boxing suds. The bazaar’s a Queens win—grit meets glow. It’s a one-day queen fest; catch the next. Bring cash—deals shine.