Why I Stopped Buying “Made in Italy” and Started Ordering from China (No Regrets) Let me paint you a picture. It’s a rainy Tuesday afternoon in Portland, Oregon, and I’m sitting at my kitchen table surrounded by a mess of shipping boxes. My cat, Mochi, is batting at a strip of packing tape. I’m holding a silk blouse that just arrived from a supplier in Guangzhou. The fabric feels amazing. The stitching is flawless. And the price? Let’s just say I almost felt guilty for paying so little. Two years ago, I would have laughed at the idea of buying clothes from China. I was that girl. You know the…