Out of that impulse came Multitudes.
Each letter is an invitation to slow down, and hold onto something that resonates. I fell in love with the idea of connection that arrives in an envelope: something tactile, personal, and full of meaning, built around the simple joy of snail mail.
The name comes from Walt Whitman’s Song of Myself—“I am large, I contain multitudes”—a reminder that the human self is vast, complex, and gloriously contradictory. A mosaic of experiences, emotions, and identities.
It’s a pleasure to send these envelopes into the world for people who feel the same way.
