The Unexpected Joy of My Chinese Fashion Finds Okay, let’s get real for a second. I used to be that person. You know the one—scrolling past those “Made in China” tags with a slight, unspoken prejudice, convinced that quality and style were reserved for European ateliers or American heritage brands. My wardrobe was a curated museum of predictable labels. Then, last autumn, a single, desperate search for a very specific shade of olive-green corduroy blazer changed everything. Nothing local came close, either in color or my grad-student budget. On a whim, I typed the description into a global marketplace. Three weeks later, a package arrived from Shenzhen. The fabric was…