Ecru

I want the walls to be painted ecru.

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.

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.