mummy-brown

The top of the gondola was a flat and featureless deck, painted mummy-brown or perhaps merely varnished.

Exodus From The Long Sun

And there’s the old lady again sitting in her webbed chair with the Sunday papers scattered, so familiar and encouraging—she holds a reflector under her chin and faces sacrificially into the sun, a plattered head going mummy-brown in the deeps of a summer day.

Underworld