I was searching the net for pictures of shrouds and this came up. I think it's a doll in there. Strangely, mostly I come up with references to the shroud of Turin.
I had a bedtime idea though. An image. Maybe this white robe I am now working on is a wedding dress. It could be my marriage to myself dress to go along with my wedding ring recently purchased. When I really got married in 1968 I did not wear a wedding dress but an rather ugly brown suit. We got married at the courthouse/justice of the peace. Just a thought.