A love letter to Personify.

Dear Personify,

I’ve been watching you from afar for the past month or so.

I’m struck by your elegant form, your retro-futuristic sense of style and your adoration for ancient Greek and Roman Hellenistic-era art.

I’ve seen your selfies on Instagram. I wanted to hate your effortless self-assurance but then I realized I was mistaking it for arrogance. Oh, how misguided I was!

It subsequently dawned on me that a typeface of your cultural sensibilities and noble lineage had every right to be imbued with a sense of pride and exclusivity.

It was then that I decided that you would become mine, even if it cost me $15.

So, with the blessing of your father Barret, I visited Gumroad and performed the ceremony.

And so, now you’re mine.

And I’ll be yours forever,

Antonis.