I had three of these birds. Each one looked so different from the next (one a deep chestnut speckled black, one black, tan, and white, and one white), and each one was absolutely gorgeous! When we went to sell the girls, the new owner asked if they were show hens!
They are so sweet! My chickens were largely pets, so I gave them tons of attention, but still I think that they had to have some of their loving personality inherited. Two at least... I had one who was fine with being held, very kind, didn't seem to mind whatever we did to her, liked to fall asleep in people's arms, and cooed

Her name was Clover. Then I had Lilac, who was the most personable hen I've met. She'd beg to be held and liked to be tickled and to lay like a baby on her back in your arms. She was precious, and my absolute favorite. The white hen, August, was a diva. It was a struggle to catch her, and she really didn't seem to enjoy human interaction that much. That being said, she certainly wasn't mean! Auggie was fine with being held, stayed calm, just ran away when you put her down... I got the feeling she didn't like people.
Each one of my girls had such a personality! Clover got the nickname Intrepid. She looked like she was in charge, mostly black and huge, and she WAS! She strutted around like she owned the joint and the other hens listened to her, no questions asked. And she was afraid of nothing! She loved to explore and once attacked a bird. Lilac was shy and sweet, like a little lamb. She was certainly a follower, and was a perfect darling. August was very different from her counterparts. She was wild, loud, a bit violent, and hard to control. I loved her, and she never pecked or tried to hurt me at all. The only "person" who could even sorta control her was Clover.
They were good layers, if thats not all you care about. 2 eggs a day was normal, they were large and pale green, and DELICIOUS! I was very happy with the eggs they produced.
On the con side, they wandered. I kept them in their run when I was away, but once I got home, they were released, and probably 5 times a day, I would make my brother come, and we would go searching. They'd run off again! It was already hard to find them, and once you did find them, Lilac was the only one that came easy. August was a field day to catch.
All of our neighbors knew we had chickens a week after we let them free range, simply because they refused to stay in one place.
They were a bit erratic, and wonderfully so, but if you are looking for a calm hen, they aren't for you. That being said, they are a joy to have around, and I recommend them in every way!