ecru

“Miriam fell in love with a tulle-and-lace gown, but Judy returned to the first one they'd looked at, an ecru satin bridal gown...”

“I might rethink my cream suit, I say. “Do you really have a cream suit?” she sighs. “Is it cream or is it ecru?” With that, I learn a new word.”

“We have descended Tian Shan and entered the Taklamakan Desert, a barren landscape painted in ecru—no shrubs, no grass, only waves upon waves of naked ridges the color of buff, the highest few spotted with white specks of snow.”