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My name is Rebecca Loren (she/her/hers) and I create visual possibility. With a masochistic passion for daunting concept-to-execution projects, I fall somewhere in a murky grey area between marketing strategist, writer, graphic designer, and fashion designer. I am a visual culture fiend by day and a professional smartass by night, a proponent of the big picture, and all in all, a class act overthinker.

 

When I was ten, I wanted to be a fashion designer. Because I always follow the wisdom in The Chicks lyrics and "take the long way around," I spent four years on graphic design and gender theory at Maryland Institute College of Art, after previously declaring a painting major. And call it kismet, but a lucky 13 years later and I fell back into the fashion space. (Perhaps my long-standing affinity for styling men in skirts just couldn't be ignored.) 

(Bear with me on this slight tangent but I promise I'll bring it home.) I've always had issues falling asleep; from nights when my parents wished they could strap me into my crib without legal consequence to my current routine of pacing my bedroom while reciting every (slightly) problematic thought I had during the day prior. Despite this extensive insomniac history, I never had a problem with dreaming. Scientifically, one's most vivid dreams are had earlier in childhood– that is just the crux of acquiring knowledge as you age– and I am unfortunately no different. The way I see it, one's childhood dreams set the standard for the possibility of what their life can look like. So while some are on a mission to live to make an older role model proud (and don't get me wrong, that's great if that's how you wanna swing it,) I'm on a mission to chase down the technicolor realities that Nosepicker Becca thought up at 3AM listening listening to The Velveteen Rabbit for the seventh time that night, soaking in every bit of information possible instead of just closing her damn eyes for once. (Seriously, I'm gonna have to do something with it at some point or else I will implode from years of self-induced sleep deprivation.)

 

Get in loser– we've Little Becca's expectations to live up to...

**Portfolio and resume available upon request.

TALK TO ME.

YOU ROCK, ALWAYS.

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