Welcome

I am Margot Loren, and I create stuff.

I was born in Paris (France not Texas, though I’ve also lived in Texas) to American diplomats. I lived in Europe until I was eight, so I don’t know many American cartoons, I find meat loaf disgusting, and I always screw up common idioms, saying things like “you’ve got to nip it in the butt,” and “that boat has passed.”

I love to dance, sing in the shower, snack in bed, drive fast cars, and travel, although I’m not a good traveler, ie I can’t sleep on flights, won’t use public bathrooms, and get sassy when people exit in front of me on the plane when they were clearly in the row behind me.

I now call San Francisco home, but I left my heart in Paris. And I left my exes in Texas. And I left my dreams of being on Broadway in NYC. And I left my youth in Virginia, my virginity in South Carolina, my first boyfriend in Ohio, my first car in Arizona, and a failed career in music along with every last penny to my name in Los Angeles, where I also have some exes. I’ve been places.

Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to go.

But no matter, the road is life.

Jack Kerouac

FAQ

Everything You Ever Wanted To Know About Margot Loren

When is your birthday? March 25th, Aries.

What’s your shoe size? 5, the same size as Cinderella and 7 yr old boys.

What’s your cup size? More than a handful, less than a jugful.

What’s your favorite occupation? Trophy wife.

What do you wish you could have been if you weren’t you? A rapper, a fashion model, or a stand up comedian but hot.

What’s your biggest fear? Aging. And bats.

What is your idea of perfect happiness? The whole world goes off Instagram.

What is your motto? Everybody hates me already, so I might as well just go for it.

Squad goals?  Mindy Kaling, Olivia Munn, Sienna Miller, and Queen Bey, obviously.

Who’s your dream guy? handsome, muscular, smart, stylish, rich, skin like chocolate (aka my husband).