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, prefer Nutella over peanut butter, 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 some of my exes live in Texas. And I gave up on my dream to be a Broadway star in the concrete jungle of New York. And I left my youth in Virginia, my first boyfriend in Ohio, my first car in Arizona, and a failed film career along with every last penny to my name in Hollywood, 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


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