Two of these sleep gowns (on the middle and the right ones) came from my memory of my childhood gown. Mine was pink with thin stripes on it, had a ribbon under the chest, and had one or two petticoats in. And as far as I remember, mine was long-sleeved.
Clouds were so into my mind when I was a little girl. I had always imagined how it would feel when we step or lay on them. Adults had always told me that clouds could not be stepped on but I did not believe it until I saw an airplane flew through them. Half of my heart was broken while the other was accepting. Thus became a reason of why I drew a girl passed her hand through a piece of cloud while another touched the surface of the cloud.