Happy Pajama Jam!

Pajama Jam is not just a party it is a raver holiday. Thousands of people show up, hundreds of the hottest girls arriving in lingerie- meaning that they are mostly naked, and bass slams through the night until not 2, not 4, not 6, but 8 am.

For me, the second annual Pajama Jam started at midnight, which despite our best intentions, seems to be the earliest we can get to a party. In front of Orion, the line shot off in both directions for at least 200 feet. Thank God for my Ravers Digest press pass or we would have been in line for at least an hour, which seems like a very long time when you know what your missing.

Then again, some things are worth waiting for. Inside the ride, everyone is having a really great time. This was one party that I was looking forward to shooting, since it was just as much fun to observe the party as it was to get in the mix. It was so packed inside that taking pictures was harder than normal. The entire venue was packed elbow to elbow, meaning that everyone was right next to you, instead of a far enough away to take a picture. If they were far enough away to take a picture, then there were probably three or four people standing in front of the subject. On the other hand, there were hundreds of great subject everywhere. Finding a shot you wanted was easy, but actually getting it was hard.

And speaking of hard!! I must have thought to myself "That is the hottest girl here" at least 50 times about 50 different girls that night. There was just so much to choose from!! There were sweet innocent looking girls in comfy pajamas, hot sexy girls in porno lingerie, and my favorite, a girl who wore tight cotton underoos for a modest yet over the top wow.

In the past I have heard people describe raves as wild sex parties, but never before had I been so proud of that reputation. Not only are they wild sex parties, but they are the best damn sex parties you can find! Only after 4 a.m. did the strong sex vibe begin to fade, and Pajama Jam began to resemble a rave as we know it. Everything was good, there was lots of it, and just as a bonus, there were hundreds of girls walking around nearly naked. Pajama jam is one of the few raves that the ravers themselves help create by dressing up to create the theme. Thanks to M.I.P. for throwing such a great party, thanks to all the girls that dressed up for it, and thanks to everyone else who came to the second annual Pajama Jam.

 

 

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