Brown heart, because nothing in New Hampshire is more honest than mud season. Four weeks a year the entire state turns into a dirt road smoothie, your boots get eaten alive in a parking lot, and everyone just shrugs and says "yep, that's April." This shirt loves the mud. This shirt loves the maple syrup boiling out of a shack in the woods at 6am. This shirt loves a gas station breakfast sandwich eaten in a truck with the heat cranked while the windshield slowly defrosts.
Brown is also the color of the tax-free liquor store bag, the color of a moose that appears out of nowhere to ruin your commute, and the color of the coffee you're mainlining because winter started in October and isn't done yet. It's the most New Hampshire color there is.
Cut soft, built to stay that way, and heavy enough to handle a 30 degree swing in one afternoon. Wash it a hundred times, it still looks like the one you reach for first.
