My Unexpected Love Affair with Chinese Fashion Finds Okay, confession time. For years, I was that person. You know the one. The one who’d wrinkle their nose at the mention of shopping from China, muttering something about ‘you get what you pay for’ and ‘those shipping times, though.’ My wardrobe was a carefully curated collection of mid-range European brands and the occasional splurge on a designer piece. I’m Chloe, by the way. A freelance graphic designer living in the chaotic, inspiring mess of Berlin. My style? Think minimalist lines with a punk-rock twist—a lot of black, clean silhouettes, but always with one piece that screams, like battered leather boots or…