When My Vintage Obsession Met Chinese E-commerce: A Collector’s Confession Okay, let’s get one thing straight. I’m not a hoarder. I’m a curator. There’s a difference. A hoarder has piles of junk. A curator has… well, also piles of stuff, but it’s intentional. My entire Brooklyn loft is a testament to this delicate distinction. Mid-century modern furniture? Check. Obscure 80s band tees? A whole rack. But my latest, most all-consuming passion? Vintage silk scarves. The kind with wild, abstract prints you can’t find anywhere anymore. Or so I thought, until I fell down the rabbit hole of buying from China. It started, as these things often do, with desperation. I…