I know it doesn't seem very "public broadcast-y," but I'm a clotheshorse. I devour magazines, I plan outfits in advance, I'm a dedicated Fug reader, and I save almost every piece of clothing — from the silver pants I wore to clubs in the early '90s, to my prom dresses (one rubber, one sequined, and one I thought was so Ginger Rogers), to my very first — and last! — business suit. I am constantly hunting — my long suffering loved one asked me once when I thought I would be done, and I told him never (his face fell — some malls are just not built for men). The thing is, I work for public radio, which is more about love then money... I'm simply not going to be able buy those divine red-soled Louboutins, or anything Ms. Stefani's showing at L.A.M.B.. So what's a girl to do? Head for those bright lights — florescent lights — of H&M, Delia's, Topshop (well... online at least), and my personal favorite: Forever 21. The clothes are cheap — in price and construction — but they can take a trend and spit it out for fifteen bucks faster than Gwen can sue 'em for stealing it. And that, ladies and gents, is our topic today. Knock-offs. Fashion is for everyone — it's a right, a privilege, and in my opinion, a sign of good citizenship — but who wants to spend fifteen grand on a bag (it's a sin, for one thing)? So, how does a pattern, a bag, a dress, a trend, make it from the runways to the mall so darn fast? What do you owe the designer who came up with the trend? And if you knew what went into the making of that sweet trapeze dress ... would you forgo it entirely?