We call it brown but really its golden.
Brown is such a plain word. No imagination, not much thought and certainly not a worthy description for this beautiful wrap. If you close your eyes this color might remind you of a setting sun, the way the sky looks just before night takes over, a warm fire, your golden retriever curled next to you, or coffee with just a little cream. Not a one word name that so limits the amazing color tones that weave themselves in and out of the fabric. Lets save brown for other things. Things where brown is all that's needed. For this pashmina golden reflects its feel.