Styling customers has always been our favorite part of the job, and now with our online store, we take it one step further...but this time we don’t actually know you. Every item you receive has been lovingly hand picked by us in a thrifting frenzy that we refer to as “work.” Know that every piece that lands in your mailbox was selected specifically for you with love (and even some bickering and dickering) by us. We have always believed that no outfit is complete without a touch of vintage. By thoroughly scavenging the planet Earth for one-of-a-kind originals relevant to current fashion trends, we’ve made it easy and affordable for you to get your vintage fix!
Besides being drawn to the original versions of what's in style now, we search high and wide for garments (in particular ones made in the USA) with the weirdest and most interesting tags from brands that don’t exist anymore: Anxiety, ClipperMist, Amy’s Place. The weirder the name of the brand, the quicker we are to say YES!
We firmly believe your closet should be unique, just like you, you precious little snowflake. Divine Trash is for those who crave individuality and abhor the banal. If you want to be a PSL-sipping chain-loving basic B who wants their style to be dictated by the masses, then head to your local Suburban Outfitters. If you want to be a badass with an unconventional vibe, or a trendsetter that is constantly fielding “where did you get that???”, then you have come to right place, my friend!
We are three ladies of varying ages and backgrounds with diverse hobbies including ordering the weirdest thing on the menu, judging businesses by their fonts, and having a very fierce eyebrow game. We all share a common obsession with clothes, and especially ones that come from strange places like dimly lit small-town thriftstores that seem like they are running an illegal pet store in the back or a Grey Gardens-eque mansion holding a drool-worthy estate sale.
While we each have different styles and tastes, we love the weird, weird world of vintage. We love clothes that have a history, whether it be that ancient caftan that belonged to a Swedish dancer who ran a horse camp in the summers or a perfectly cozy sweater from that grumpy old man's garage sale up the street. We have respect for classic, timeless vintage a la Old Hollywood, but we also vibe with the strange silhouettes of the '90s, and the fucked up textures from the '60s and '70s.
Aimee McQuilkin, co-owner and stylist. Constantly laughing, Aimee was born and raised in Portland, Oregon. Fashion, per se, doesn’t interest her as much as costumes and playing dress up does, thanks to her Gramma and her bottomless trunk of garage-sale-procured play clothes. Old things, telling stories, studying maps, smelling things, dropping single track, eating food, reading, laughing and adventuring around in her fj6o are her passions. Current style inspirations are the village witch, Russian babushkas, and rock n roll Moms.
Miranda Hickox, co-owner and stylist. Constantly trying to make Aimee laugh, Miranda hails from Boston, Mass. While she definitely has a distinct East-coastiness to her persona (a smell that just won't wash off), she loves living in wild and lawless Montana. She fully admits to reading and re-reading Harry Potter to soothe her anxiety, that fried chicken is her achille's heel, and that she might be the one person who doesn't look good in black. She's currently obsessed with her InstantPot, fake fur, wearing different shades of the same color together, comically oversized sweaters, and the fashion on Buffy the Vampire Slayer.
Kaylen Krebsbach, stylist. Willie Nelson enthusiast, vintage slinger, and excellent pun-maker, Kaylen is from our very own Missoula, Montana. When she isn’t wielding a guitar onstage or moseying all over the country, she’s most likely at home in her room organizing her extensive VHS and record collection alphabetically, drinking too much caffeine, writing songs or watching videos of cute animals on the web. Though notorious for being reclusive, you may find her sitting in the back corner of a coffee shop reading a Patti Smith memoir or furiously doodling.