How Richard Branson Touched My Life.

Yesterday I managed to get myself into the du CEO forum to hear Richard Branson speak! I’m pretty sure people were looking at me funny, wondering what on earth I was doing there because I was obviously NOT a CEO… they probably thought I was a “social media winner” or was on the hunt for a rich CEO husband or something but no – I actually used wasta* for the first time to get in there (wasta meaning begging my friend who was organizing the event).

I have a confession – I have not read any of Sir Richard’s books…but after last night, I definitely want to read them and even make notes about some of the truly inspiring things he has to say. He not only has a great business mind, but from a few comments here and there, I realized that he could also be a great source for life lessons and providing ways to be a better human being.

One of the things I loved most about hearing him speak yesterday was seeing that he’s taken the successful business model that has served him so well in each of his ventures and has been applying the skills and resources from them towards making the world a better place.

If you ever get the chance to hear him speak live, I highly recommended it, but until then, here are some key points that stuck with me after yesterday’s experience:

– Creating a great business is about finding something you LIKE and turning it into capital.
– A company is nothing without the PEOPLE behind it – motivate them and encourage innovation by being a ‘YES’ type of boss, giving people room to make mistakes without reprimanding them and using positive reinforcement. “People do not flourish if they’re not praised.”
– There’s no point starting a business unless you can do what you do BETTER than the others in your sector.
– The secret to success is not to look for the ‘cheapest way’ to do something, but the ‘most AMAZING’ way to do it.

And finally, the point that struck a chord with me and made me look at Sir Richard Branson as not just a great man, but a beautiful soul: his emphasis on the importance of forgiveness. He pushed the idea of forgiving, letting go of conflict and ensuring that you have no bad blood with anyone in your life – whether it be an ex-spouse, business contact, friend, child, parent – whatever – forgive and clear your heart. That advice was not only inspiring, but enlightening.

People like this are the people who inspire change in this world. That’s how we will save it.

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*for a general idea of what “wasta” is, find it here:


STUPID WOMAN!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel SO bad.

You know those situations where you say something and the wrong person hears it and it all gets misunderstood?

Well that happened to me yesterday – with a complete stranger – and it made me look like a total meanie! (meanie is not really the word I would have used but we are keeping this blog rated G right?!)

So here’s how it all went down:

I went to meet some friends in Souk Al Bahar, and I was late. When I got there, they were complaining to me that I kept them waiting in the heat so I had to explain that the reason I took SO long. I was waiting AGES in the parking lot for this woman to perform her 18-point-turn-reverse-park into the spot next to me, and when she finally managed to complete this seemingly challenging feat, she proceeded to swing her 4×4 door open and BASH it into my little Toby (that’s the name of my car).

Now – as I’m sitting there explaining this whole story to my friends, there were some people who kept walking by our table to take photos of the Dubai Fountain, and one lady accidentally bumped into my arm as she was passing by. The unfortunate thing is that she bumped into me JUST as I was finishing my story with a dramatic ending, yelling “STUPID WOMAN!!!!”

Of course, I was referring to the woman who hit my car with her door, but this poor lady was so flustered and taken aback because she thought I was yelling at her and calling her a stupid woman. I tried to fix it and said “Oh my goodness! Nooooooooo! Not youuuuuuuuu!! You aren’t the stupid womaaaaaaaaan!!”  but she backed away with a look in her eye that was part fear, part sympathy because I’m sure she thought I was crazy.

I don’t know if she believed me that I really wasn’t talking about her and I still feel SO bad.

So – to the dear sweet random lady who bumped into my arm accidentally yesterday – if you’re reading this – I promise! It wasn’t you! I’m sorry and I’m not a horrible person!! Promise!!

Yes… I am face palming right now.

What I wanted to do after yelling “STUPID WOMAN”
Unfortunately I had to use my hand to palm my face instead.

My Face Palm Moment…

I don’t think I’ve ever had a time in my entire life when I felt as DUMB as I did yesterday!

It’s that time of year when I need to re-register my car. If you live in the UAE, you know that it’s a pain in the butt process as it is, but God forbid you are missing a document – it gets even worse!

Now of alllllllllllllllllll documents to be missing, I somehow misplaced my registration card for my car…  I didn’t understand how the heck I could have lost that ONE card because I NEVER use it. Every year when I re-register my car, I just put the card RIGHT back into the same compartment of my car and it stays there until renewal time again.

But somehow, this year – it went missing.

I spent a week looking for it. I searched the whole car, went through my wallet about 5 times, checked all of my purses, opened up every envelope and file I had in the house that pertained to my car… it was nowhere to be found.

Without this card I am unable to pay my fines online (which were shockingly high this year – I’m still not convinced that I deserved all of them) and it just made the entire process a bigger headache.

Finally, I gained the courage and strength to begin the renewal and re-registration process.

It took me 2 and a half hours. TWO AND A HALF hours of going back and forth between buildings… here to pay fines, there to do your car test, oh no – you can’t do your car test without your registration card – go to another building to get a printout that says you lost your registration card (which you’re about to replace in 10 mins anyway)…pay for this paper… okay test passed, pay for this test… now go back to the other building and stand in line all over again… oh – your turn is next!? Sorry I’m going on break… pay money…more for this and more for that…

At the end of that 2 and a half hours I was DYING to get out of there (I forgot my book and my BlackBerry battery had died so I was dying of boredom).  Finally, I get to that last counter…counter 14… where they process the actual registration card.  The sweet man behind the counter handed me my card and I very happily took it and went to put it directly into my wallet so that I didn’t lose it again… and as I go to slide it into the pocket of my wallet, you’ll never guess what I found…………………………………..


It was in my @#$*!% wallet the ENTIRE time!!!!!!

JML… (that stands for Just My Luck… my G-rated version of the very popular 3 letter acronym that starts with “F”)

I really don’t think a fail could get more epic than that.

This was me yesterday… I’ve never felt so dumb in my life.

Some advice for the “men” out there…

Ladies, I am SURE this has happened to you at LEAST once if you’ve been living in the UAE for at least a month… and I just can’t understand WHY guys do this!!

Boys… (and I say boys because I feel that “men” wouldn’t do it) – I have some very important advice for you.

Whatever you do in life, please remember this one thing:


I don’t know why guys do this!? Last night some guy followed me all the way home!! I mean seriously, WHAT MAKES YOU GUYS THINK that this will work for you!?

I don’t know a single girl who would ever go out with a guy who followed her in his car and tried to get her number while driving.

It’s sleezy, creepy and if we call the cops, could get you into a lot of trouble.

It ain’t gonna work for you anyway…so just leave the girls alone!


What Women REALLY Think of Guys Who Chase Them In Cars..

It Was Only Just a Dream.

I hate that feeling… that feeling when you jump up, your heart is thumping against your chest in double time and you feel like you can’t breathe.

Then you realize – it was only a dream.

But as the vivid memories of the dream come back to you, you question yourself… wait… was it a dream? No… it was real… I remember it so clearly…

This happened to me last week. I had a very real dream that I got FIRED!! (and for those of you who don’t know, I have my dream job, so being fired is one of the most devastating things that could happen to me).

The dream was awful. I was heartbroken, I cried, I felt this sense of despair, and all of those feelings remained when I woke up.

For ages I was so confused. I just couldn’t decipher the reality of my dream. Was it real? Should I get my butt out of bed and go to work or was I actually fired!?

Turns out I wasn’t fired (thank God), but I probably would have been had I continued to question the reality of the dream any longer cuz I would have been late for my show!

I love that feeling…that feeling when you realize everything is okay and as Nelly say: “it was only just a dream”.

My Carly Rae Jepsen Moment

Do you ever feel like your life should have a theme song? Or that it could be a musical where after certain events, you just break into song??

No?? Okay well I did last night.

I got home pretty late after a really long day only to find that someone had parked in my spot… which is SO annoying… there’s a SIGN that says RESERVED in BIG RED BLOCK LETTERS!!!!!

Highly irritated, I went to the security to report it and there was this guy there who was waiting for security to complain because someone parked in HIS spot too… so we were talking and I thought – hmm… he’s cute!! (I really hope he’s not reading this right now cuz that could be super embarrassing), but anyway – he never asked me for my number or anything so in my head a little voice was urging me to just burst out into song and say “Hey I just met you, and this is crazy, but here’s my number… call me maybe!?”

I didn’t though – for fear it would get me punched in the face.

But I have to admit, it was really hard not to!

If you don’t know the song I’m talking about – I don’t know what rock you’ve been hiding under, but here is my favourite “airband” video of the song:

*Warning: This video will definitely make you feel like dancing around like a carefree 12 year old!

…yet another typical “Sheena Moment”….

I don’t know what it is about me, but for some reason I always have these random, mortifying, unusual, ridiculously silly things happen to me!

Maybe it’s because my head is always in the clouds (or sheenaspace as I like to call it)…

The latest typical “Sheena Moment” happened last night.

I went to Boudoir for the launch of Diamond Wednesdays (I had to support my buddies Brooklyn and Shero cuz they always play my favourite music :p) and I was walking towards the bathroom and bumped into one of the organizers, Kitt…

Now even though I had to “powder my nose” SOOOOOO badly (because telling you I had to pee is a bit too much of an overshare, right!?) I didn’t wanna be rude, so I chatted to Kitt for a bit. To be honest, the whole time we were talking I was barely paying attention because I was so distracted with my need to use the ladies room! (sorry Kitt!)

Finally, I managed to politely escape the conversation and rushed into the bathroom…

After “powdering my nose”, I was being all girly – fixing my hair in the mirror, adjusting my dress, and I was about to pull out my lip gloss and reapply, when out of the corner of my eye, I saw something weird in the reflection of the mirror…

I turned around and was like “what on earth!? I’ve never seen anything like that before”…

And then it dawned on me.

PANIC swept over me as I realized – I WAS IN THE MEN’S TOILETS!!!!

How embarrassing is that!?

I flew out of there as fast as I could and did a little Mission Impossible move…back up against the wall, glancing both ways to make sure no one saw me.

Once the coast was clear, I said a little prayer and THANKED GOD that no one was in there when I went in!