Prior to the pemora days, my cousin gave me the tag name pem. Mostly, that meant that I would write pem in white-out on my binders...nonetheless, I would tag it up, yo.
Now that I am an old lady and am always tired, I wish I had a way of showing my bad-a$$ tendencies without leaving the comforts of my home. Behold! A notebook that will let me feel like I am tagging up anything + everything. And I can do it with a sparkly Sharpie!
Get one at Think of The.