This week in Sold Out, I tackle the sticky icky situation that the name "Portland Fashion Week" is in. It's under new management, which, curiously, is the old management. It's complicated. And even if you're all like, "Ew, I don't care about fashion! (Yet I would be deeply disturbed if you tried to make me wear something I didn't like, because I am a liar.)," you should care. Believe it or not, Portland Fashion Week is a thing that has made the news in other countries, and to any reasonable outsider that name should by all rights represent the best of what this town's disproportionately active, ground breakingly progressive, economically relevant, attention-deserving apparel industry has to offer. And let's just say that I fear it may not.
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