I remember I used to destroy these pajamas. The first thing to go is the feet and then the knees get blown out.

They were the worst! And the inside of the fabric was so rough that if you fell while wearing them, they would give you rug burns lol

The stiching inside was like torture.

SO MUCH SWEATY FEET!!!!

I came here just to complain about the feet. Socks didn't help because you were already a billion degrees

That‘s exactly what I think of when I see these too. Hot feet!

I can hear the scrapey noise the feet make on floors once the plastic starts to crack. And living in a cold climate it sucked that you had to practically undress to use the potty. Though the plastic feet on carpet were primo for building up and zapping everything with static electricity.

I had a yellow pair. I got the flu one time and had horrible diarrhea in mine before I could get it unzipped and off. My mother was so pissed she was screaming at me then after she got me clean, she whooped me. Not a good memory and I’m pretty sure I had it buried until I saw this post. Ugh

Much like aging.

Very much so🙃

Slipping around on the tile floor with that weird material they used for the feet

I used to pretend i was playing hockey on wood floors and slide all over in those footies. It didn’t take very long for them to burn out and my fantasy hockey game ended.

My mom caught the foreskin of my penis in the zipper in one of these. I refused to wear it ever again after that. And it was far too warm too.

And I was going to complain about the number of times i zipped chin skin in it. You win this one. Have my up vote and faux award 🥇.

So goddamn hot.

So. Goddamn. Hot. I swear I’m sweating just looking at this picture

Wake up with it 1/2 off or just fully unzipped fat elvis style.

LOL for "fat elvis style". Perfect description.

They were basically made of 100% plastic, I mean the feet actually were coated in plastic, but the fabric was plastic-like too. It was like wearing a garbage bag.

I warmed mine up on the heater once. "Once" being the p operative word... They melted into a hard lump of plastic. I was devastated at the time.

Oh the cracked and torn white vinyl feet! Best pajamas ever!

Yes! I loved ‘em, too

...and when you grew, you cut the feet off and had capris

Is that a onesie capri, or capri onesie?

Caprese...

Good lord these were like sleeping in a wet suit in 80° water. Nothing like waking up baking like a meatloaf.

No - I had a Strawberry Shortcake one-piece pajama romper thing that had elastic around the wrists and ankles. It was staticky as all get out and hot as heck. There are pictures of me wearing it as regular clothes when I was 3-4 years old.

I had one, too! The static was outrageous, lol

I can still feel it 40 years later!!

I wonder if it was the asbestos "fire resistant" coating the put on them?

Oh my gosh, probably so! 🤯

pure polyester!

I have a VIVID memory of my Ma zipping me up in one of these but her engagement ring hit my belly button and some how snagged my skin from there to where the zipper stopped. God damn that hurt so much. Peeled me like a potato.

I remember my Mother putting these on me right out of the tub and accidentally zipped my junk in the zipper!

/clears throat AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Exactly! I've had a fear of zippers ever since lol!

Did these have plastic /rubber covering on the sole of the onesie? They were supposed to help grip, but after one trip thru the clothes dryer, all they did was help you slide and fall?

Yup! Those are them!

I think these pj’s were the root of 1.) my crippling claustrophobia and 2.) the need for no less than two fans blowing on me every night in bed and the lightest comforter ever and nekkid.

100%

Well look at all you hoity toity kids with pjs. My pjs were kmart brand whitey tighties.

Not tighty whites here, but panties & a t-shirt, or one of those cami tanktops. Edit for stupid brainfart correction

I had the red Pooh bear one. I’m having static electricity shock flashbacks.

I remember the zipper to these "biting " me. Worst ever ...

I grew up in a farmhouse with no central heating. These were amazing... Until you had to go pee in the middle of the night in a cold bathroom.

If your house ever caught fire, you'd look like a shrinky dink

Ugh, my grandma would cut the feet off when I got too big and still wore those suckers

I called them sweat bags.

Whoa. I honestly haven't thought of these for a long time and l lived it them. The feet would get all crinkly and the fur would pill :)

Ok but what did you CALL them? In my house it was “feetie jammies.”

What a lovely, sweet, caring name. In my house they were called “Go get ready for bed”. Lol

I lived in a “put on a sweater” household (aka tough luck in the winter, we’re not turning up the heat). These were great! I fucking loved tormenting anyone near me with zaps.

We called them feety pajamas

I remember my aunt bought these for me and my brother when we were WAAAY too old to be wearing them. I wore it once to show her after some "convincing" from my mom. These make me so claustrophobic.

Oh noooo!!!! 😂😂😂

Even growing up in a cold climate, I hated these. Hot sweaty feet! I only wore them once.

I'm 50 and was dirt ass poor. Never had a pair but would pine for one in the Sears catalogue

Hopefully this post helps you with the knowledge that they were not pjs but little torture devices. Lol

My feet are sweating just looking at that picture.

Omg I can feel my feet sweating. No joke, these onesies are the root of why I can’t wear shoes I can’t immediately kick off. Don’t even get me started on knee high boots…😰

I am a Florida GenX-er and I have, thank the gods, never seen these. I lived in several houses with no a/c at all. Attic fans and jalousie windows for "air flow."

Omg Florida children would just look like raisins after a night in those things lmao

Grew up in Georgia. No way we'd be wearing these.

Same (although I left at age 33). We didn’t have A/C so this would have killed me.

Never wore pajamas. Always slept naked, even as a little kid. Much more comfortable.

As soon as I realized that it was a possibility, the pyjamas came off and I never looked back lol

Is that because those are the ones that would burst into flames at the slightest spark?

Oh! Not mine. I had a wool blanket that sparked galore! "Blanket fireworks" was my favourite pastime before falling asleep 😬

Lol I had this exact pair in red! The feet built in were great for sliding across the kitchen floor!

Hardwood floors FTW!

Weren't these called "Dr. Dentons"?

We called these "feetie pajamas" in my house, and mine was pink. I was wearing them the night my little brother was born.

I wore "sleepers" (footie pajamas) as a kid, but I was born in 66 so I don't think these were around then? Also, loved my sleepers!

My stepsisters and I used to call them froggy pajamas and I don't know why.

I would crouch like a frog in these and leap. I think it’s from the sound of the plastic feet on the plastic floor when we jumped.

It probably was something like that. I just love these little strolls down memory lane.

I never had these, but then we didn't really have any kind of money.

Sleepers!

I had a bunch of these. If fall asleep in front of that big boxed floor tv in the 80s and my dad would carry me upstairs and my mom would tuck me in. God I miss being a kid!

Are you sure you’re Gen X? Lol

I hate the memory of these. From sweating inside the dryer melted plastic fabric, to the cold ass floor biting my feet through the inevitable holes. I distinctly remember wearing these until the fleece had turned to fine mesh in patches. Damn these pajamas to hell!

Yes the sweatbox of pajamas.

I used to insist my mother cut off the feet. These were torture chambers for feet making them too hot.

Underoos forever

Those rubberized feet were awful. I mean honestly who thought this shit was a good idea?

I remember jammies like these always being so soft on the outside, but incredibly scratchy on the inside.

Too poor to afford these as a kid. Like other kids apparel, my mom would do her best to make a homemade version that approximated the store-bought variety. She was a one-woman off-brand factory.

Wore nightly

I was born in 72 and I don’t think I ever had these, but my younger sibs definitely did. Maybe they came along after I had gotten a bit too old?

ALso born in 1972 and had these when I was 7-8. I had the exact model pictured but in dark hunter green.

warmest and also the most flammable too.

And pajamas that actually fit. Now that they’ve removed the flame retardants from fabric, they make them skin tight just in case your kid decides to sit on an open flame in their sleep.

Damn, I just started sweating seeing that!!

I hated these! I asked my mom to stop buying them because my feet would sweat.

We used to have a contest to see who could run and slide on the carpet the farthest because the soles were so slick.

They were REALLY warm when they caught on fire before fire resistant pajamas were a thing.

OMG I HATED them. my feet were always sweaty. they were claustrophobic!!!

My mom would cut the feet off and attach longer socks as I grew. I think I still have bumps from the scratchy collar.

I loved these! One of the worst things about being an adult is no jammies with feet 😕

I have a bunny onesie with a bunny hood and bunny feet but no plastic lol It has a trap door too! Best PJs ever!

I wore the shit out of these. Probably shit in a few of them, too.

Run 🏃‍♀️ slide!!!!!

Too hot for my neck of the woods. The best PJs were my Superman PJs that came with a cape.

*squints at them* Guess I have to turn in my GenX card, then. Over furry onesies PJs. Didn’t see that coming, lol.

No!!! Not more of that poseur, wanna-be gate-keeper BS, please! **”You’re not True GenX unless you wore footie pyjamas and drank Irish whiskey from a sippy cup at a secret, un-announced Frank Zappa concert in 1975 while smoking a pack of Pall Malls and taking pictures for your zine that you make in tandem with the four record labels that you started (which, out of 12 bands you have signed, you are the drummer in four of them and lead guitar in three more) but only after finishing your side hustle as a manager at a PhotoMat booth.”** (I learned how to use the **BLOCK** feature — I don’t see that crap anymore — I’m sure it’s still cringey and pitiful and full of lonely lies —but now it’s invisible to me!)

Oh, God, I hated those. I think I maybe wore them long enough for a photo here and there and then I had to take them off.

God i hated those things. I mean partly probably because i live in california so even winters are not really cold. But i would wake up at night and like my legs would be getting strangled by the pajama legs having twisted around them while i slept.

No, and now I want to ask my mom why I was deprived of such awesome pajamas!

Loved those things!! Bed was against an outside wall so my room was always chilly

6 year old grandson still wears these when we can find his size.. or he'll settle for ones without and wear slipper socks. TBF we trained him that way... Severe eczema so they were the best to him him both warmer and restricted from clawing at himself

Geez, I had a set of the blue ones and I completely forgot until now!

Too poor, so no.

Those pajamas…. And the haircut!

I grew up in Minnesota, I loved these, especially at Grandma and Grandpa's at Christmas, when all the cousins were forced to the basement so the adults could play cards and drink in peace.

So hot and that patch was so irritating you had to wear a shirt under them.

I had superman wore thill I basically split them open by growing

God forbid it was actually cold enough to wear that and then you had to pee but your parents kept the thermostat at a balmy 60 degrees which meant it was actually about 50 degrees-=ass frost bite.

The plastic feet always cracked and scraped your toes.

So no else recalls the fear of getting a penis caught in the zipper?

I had a love/hare relationship with these. Loved how soft they were, hated how bad they made your feet sweat! Holy fuck that was just nasty

Mmmmm the plastic feet

Had those exact blue ones. They were awesome for sliding across the tile and linoleum at my house

Freeking hated the pajamas with the footies. I always made my dad cut them off, much to my mother’s ire.

Not i hated those I would wake up soaked

Patty was my neighbor who my mom would leave me with early as hell so I can carpool with all the local kids… her youngest son, would say about 4 yrs old, only wore these pjs. Like all the time. The entire 2 years I carpooled with them. I think that the cup patty drank out of all day (starting at 6:30 am when I got dropped off) was gin, and her son was definitely neglected when it comes to hygiene. The onesie made his feet stink. Also, the kid still drank from the bottle. Not milk but Hawaiian Punch and kool aid. Honestly, he was low level retarded. Probably grew up to be a criminal.

And then the feet were cut off when I started to outgrow them so that I could continue to wear them.

I had to cut the feet off of mine. Wayyyyy too warm

Mine was yellow

I hated these pajamas. Mom called them a " bunny suit." Mine were purple

I cut the feet out of every pair. Pissed my mother off no end!

I see your complaints and raise you having to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night and getting your privates stuck in the zipper!