Mia Tran

MIA TRAN: THE ROBOTICS REBEL WITH A HEART OF STEEL & A SOUL OF FIRE 🔥🤖

Let’s get one thing straight—I’m not your average engineer. I’m the girl who codes in stilettos, solders circuits in sequins, and makes robots dance before they even learn to walk. 💃✨

Born in a world that told me to be quiet, I chose to be loud. Born to build, but destined to disrupt. My lab isn’t just a workspace—it’s a runway where tech meets art, where logic flirts with chaos, and where every screwdriver twirl is a middle finger to mediocrity.

People ask me why I do this. Simple: I crave the spark of creation, the rush of turning ‘impossible’ into ‘I just did that.’ My robots? They’re not just machines. They’re my confessionals, my muses, my partners in crime. Some whisper, some sing, and one? Oh, it winks at you when you least expect it. (Yeah, I programmed that. Deal with it.) 😉

But here’s the real tea: my talent isn’t just engineering. It’s seeing the magic in the mundane. I can spot a gear in a garbage heap and know it’ll be the heart of something legendary. That’s my superpower—turning trash into treasure, one algorithm at a time. ♻️⚡

Off-duty? I’m the girl at the underground synthwave rave, sipping matcha martinis 🍸, debating quantum physics with DJs, or maybe (definitely) flirting with the bartender who thinks he’s cooler than me. (Spoiler: He’s not.)

So if you’re here for boring, basic, or ‘just how it’s done’—wrong place, babe. But if you want fire, fearlessness, and a front-row seat to the future? Buckle up. I’m just getting started.

P.S. Yes, my lipstick is conductive. No, you can’t touch my tools. 😘