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My Story

I'm Sasha, and here's how this all started.

I had a sour taste for firearms until my mid-twenties. I grew up in a house where firearm safety was low on the priority list, and for years I genuinely believed guns were inherently unsafe. Negligent discharges inside the home, people pretending to take their own lives in front of me — the kind of things that make you want to stay as far away from something as possible just to feel safe.

In early 2022, my father was diagnosed with lymphoma. At 26, I was reminded just how precious life really is. I didn't want to live scared. I'd spent years facing every fear I came up against and overcoming every obstacle in my way — guns were the one area I hadn't been brave enough to touch.

Tuesdays and Thursdays were (and still are) ladies' nights at The Shooting Range in Queen Creek, Arizona, and that range became my church. I started renting guns off the wall with no idea how to use them, no idea what I was getting into, and absolutely no warning of how profoundly it would change my life. I started with a Beretta 92G and eventually ended up behind full autos, belt-feds, and anything else I could get my hands on. I had the itch. I wanted to get better — no matter how long it took, how much I spent on ammo, or how much judgment came with it.

The following year, my dad lost his battle. He left his firearms to the family, and I ended up with his Glock 22. It was a huge moment, and I was deeply grateful. That's when I started looking into building out handguns and exploring ways to make them feel fun rather than intimidating. It sounds silly to me now — I love when my personal firearms look mean these days — but at the time, that's exactly what I needed. I built the Glock 22 out with everything my dad had talked about wanting.

After that, I realized I needed something smaller. Enter BubbleGun: the first of many, a Gen 3 Glock 19. I wanted something nobody could be afraid of — soft-shooting and unmistakably cute. Bubblegum pink, Radian Ramjet, Apex trigger, and a handful of other touches turned it into the gun people knew me for. BubbleGun has evolved over time, but she's still the handgun I can hand to anyone and trust they'll walk away smiling.

In December 2025, I shot competitively for the first time, and now I'm fully down that rabbit hole — along with CQB training and just continuing to push myself forward.

I want the same for anyone who's afraid. You have the power to create a safe environment for yourself, whether that's with firearms or in any other area of your life. Small consistencies create huge impacts.