People always talk about turning into their mother, and while I always thought I was more like my father, I see my mother in me more and more every day. For years, I watched her tear pictures out of magazines and put them in a white binder. She attended the Parade of Homes with me in tow for as long as I can remember. Always snapping photographs of ideas she may want to replicate in her future home, and into the binder they'd go. Now that I'm married and my husband and I are looking for our first home, I find myself scouring the Internet for my own home inspiration. Here's where I'll keep my findings.