Howdy From Aggieland Shirt
The other day, rummaging through a box in the attic, I stumbled upon a relic: a slightly faded, well-worn Howdy From Aggieland Shirt. It wasn’t just a piece of fabric; it was a tangible link to a time, a place, a feeling. I remember vividly getting it, probably at the MSC Bookstore, back during my freshman year. Back then, it was more about belonging, about fitting in with the sea of maroon and white, more about just -being- there, figuring things out.

I recall the first few times I wore it, feeling a sort of strange pride, almost shy about it. The “Howdy” greeting, emblazoned across the front, felt oddly formal at first, then became commonplace, a verbal handshake in the hallways. Funny, how something so simple could instantly establish a connection with someone, a shared history of football games, late-night study sessions at Evans Library, or that legendary Whataburger run after a particularly tough exam.

The shirt’s collar is a little frayed, the cotton a bit thin now, showing its age. There’s even a faint stain near the bottom from spilled Dr Pepper at a tailgate. I definitely remember that one – a clumsy move after a particularly raucous victory celebration. It’s those small imperfections that really bring it all back. It’s not perfect, which is part of its charm. Those marks tell a story of laughter, of exhaustion, of the messy, glorious experience of being an Aggie. Putting it on now, the shirt feels different. The cotton feels a little scratchier than it used to. It’s not just the age; it’s the weight of the memories it carries. The realization that those days are gone, but that they created something that has stayed with me. Now, the “Howdy” isn’t a signal to others; it’s a greeting to myself, a silent acknowledgment of a chapter I wouldn’t trade for the world.
There’s a quiet fondness, even a sense of comfort, in holding this simple garment. It’s like a warm hug, a reminder of the good times, the hard times, and the triumphs, big and small. It’s more than a shirt; it’s a portal, a direct route back to the energy, the enthusiasm, the spirit of a place that really shaped me. The Aggie spirit, in a faded t-shirt, still pulsing strong.







Anonymous –
Great quality, but order a size up.
After an inspection of the clothing they appear to be made quite well. There were no openings in the seems, no loose/unraveling threads, no tears, or stains.
Unfortunately, even with measuring myself before ordering, they did not fit. I ordered medium, in accordance to their sizing chart, but it felt much too tight. Almost like it was trying to be a muscle shirt. So, order a size bigger and you should be good there.
Finally, I learned I don’t like “heavy cotton.” A lot of other reviewers said the fabric was soft. To me it was indeed heavy, too heavy, and was more roughly-textured that I expected. Not what I call soft.
I liked the quality of the construction though, and these issues ultimately shouldn’t count against the product itself. Size chart just needs some adjustment, and the fabric issues are just my own preferences.
Anonymous –
easy to wash and dry
nothing to dislike about the shirts. My husband is very hard on t-shirts in the shop and I keep replacing them so he looks decent. He gets glue, or gelcoat, or paint, or tears, or grease on them.
These look nice, washed nicely, dried looking very nice. Likely will order more.
Anonymous –
Love it!!!! So cute and could not find one like it in the store here. So happy.
Anonymous –
davvero carina, il disegno è proprio fatto bene. l’ho presa per fare un regalo ed è piaciuta 🙂