My Chaotic Love Affair with Chinese Fashion Finds Okay, confession time. Last Tuesday, I found myself staring at my closet, a half-drunk oat milk latte in hand, feeling that familiar pang of “I have absolutely nothing to wear.” This wasn’t about a lack of clothes—my Brooklyn apartment is testament to that—it was about a lack of new clothes. The thrill. The problem? My budget, post-rent and pre-paycheck, was screaming at me. That’s when I did what any self-respecting, slightly desperate fashion enthusiast would do: I fell down a rabbit hole of Chinese e-commerce sites at 2 AM. I’m Chloe, by the way. I write copy for a sustainable skincare brand…