Don't we all....Probably not, but some do.
Zombgirlfriend Halloween! (Since it's October now.)
"Let's see...boots, check. Hook-hand, check. Eyepatch, good to go. Pirate hat, ok. I'm ready for this party!"
"Hey, d-do I look good? What do you think of my costume?"
Standing in the doorway, your zombgirlfriend waits for your response. She wears a cheerleaders outfit. Clean, and untorn. Her skin, though normally gray with the color of undeath, now hosts a healthy, yet artificial-looking pink tint to it. Her hair, though usually also a grayish-silver color, is now blonde and lively.
"I didn't use to much makeup or hair-dye did I? Do I look too weird a color? I can't really tell..."
"You look great. But..umm..what are you supposed to be?"
"Me?" She says, cocking her head to the side. With a rousing hop on one footand a smile on her face, she finishes. "I'm a LIVING cheerleader!"
Halloween. The dead dress up like normal people.