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 American cartoons, find meat loaf disgusting, and 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, avoid public bathrooms, won’t sit in the back seat of the car, 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 South Carolina home, but I left my heart in San Francisco. And I left my exes in Texas. And I let go of my dreams of being on Broadway in NYC. And I left my youth in Virginia, 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.
10 Things 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 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 quits social media
What is your motto? everybody hates me already, so I might as well just go for it
Who’s your dream guy? handsome, muscular, smart, stylish, rich, skin like chocolate (aka my husband)
What is your love language? acts of service and cupcakes
How would you define yourself in three (ok four) words? iconoclast, dreamer, lone wolf