Our PJ parties were usually on a Friday night at one of the girlfriend's houses. In my case, we would have about a dozen girls spending the night. We ate chips and dip and made Chef Boyardee Pizza. We drank pop/soda. I lived in the country. It was 30 minutes to "the City" for McDonalds or the A & W. We had no fast food available so it was all what we could buy at the grocery store.
No, I'm not in the top one. The one below shows me with my head down. This was the girl not seen in public without makeup since I was 12.
We never slept. For hours we would sit in a circle, in the dark, around a candle, and play "Truth or Dare?". One person starts by asking the question. If you choose Truth, you have to answer the question truthfully. ( Sure, who's gonna know right?) or if you were afraid of what might be asked, you could choose Dare. That's when you were given a task to do. Back them it was something harmless like hang your bra on the tree in the front yard and leave it there all night. I seem to remember that was how all of us ran up town, in our baby doll PJs. We ran up one side of the street and down the other, at the only stop light in town. That was in the days when nothing was open after 6:00pm so at 1 or 2am, there was not a sole around. Boy, did we think we were daring.
We played 45's and albums on the stereo. Music was a huge part of our lives. Garage parties ( with boys) were popular then as well, but we're still talking ages 12- 15 maybe. We danced for hours. Oh, yeah, the guys did too. Then they would leave and the PJ party would start. The Beatles, The Four Seasons, Beach Boys, and Motown were huge. The music I most associate with those innocent boy/girl parties was Ronnie Dove.
As we got older, we girls still had our pajama parties. The photos are from the time I was about 16. The guys always knew when a party was happening and usually threatened to raid it. We hoped they would, but it never happened. Once in a while the boyfriends would drop us off after a date, but usually, we girls made time for each other.
In the morning we would be bleary eyed and exhausted from not sleeping. We would have cold pizza and Coke for breakfast and then call for a ride home. Ahhhh, Good Times.