My Love-Hate Relationship with Chinese Fashion Finds Okay, confession time. I was that person. The one who’d scroll past ads for “designer dupes” from China with a scoff, muttering something about fast fashion ethics and questionable quality. My wardrobe was a carefully curated mix of Scandinavian minimalism and the occasional vintage splurge. Then, last winter in Berlin, everything changed. I saw a girl at a coffee shop in Mitte wearing the most incredible structured blazer. The cut was perfection—sharp shoulders, nipped waist. It looked like something straight off a The Row runway, but fresher. I had to know where it was from. After some awkward hovering (sorry, stranger!), she told…