My mother should be concerned. With every seasonal shift, I inadvertently go off in search of new inspiration for my clothing, home decor, art, and attitude. In previous years, it's always been seemingly harmless: one summer I was obsessed with everything that reminded me of Lisa Frank. Another summer I was Betty Draper. Another summer I created my life to match the "Rabbit Fur Coat" album. Another summer I cut off my hair and replaced all of my clothes with black skinny jeans and white…