Last night I went to a costume party for Halloween. I haven't really done the costume or Halloween party thing in a long time, so this year I decided to go as a flapper, something I've always wanted to do. I even made my costume - fringed dress and all. I made it to several places without incident - until last night.
My advice to get a party really going is to accidentally light yourself on fire. Or, more correctly, light your costume on fire. That's right. I have personal experience in this regard, and can tell you that fringe is highly flammable, and you and your costume will be the talk of the party (at least until someone else does something even more stupid).
In the midst of talking to several friends, I accidentally backed up into a candle that I didn't know was there. Whoosh - 12 inches of fringe singed by flames, and then my kind friend Britta swatted it out. The funniest part was probably my comment of "It's getting really warm in here," to which Britta responded, "Well, yeah! Linnea, you're on fire!"
No damage done to me, and only minor damage to the costume (the fabric of the dress wasn't very flammable, it was the fringe that bore the worst of it). And I have to tell you, I had a lot of fun with it once the danger was averted. Of course you know my first reaction - I am so wicked hot that my dress spontaneously combusted - and that pretty much started off a great night.