What do you get when you combine a newsboy hat, aviator sunglasses and a St. Christopher’s medal perched lovingly atop a hint of the mustache’s neighbor, the chestache?  You get a man who, according to his submission, is named Jer.  What do you get when you add a final accessory, this one below Jer’s nose?

You get a freaking rock star.

With the classic twist that only comes after roughing it through a week’s or even month’s long stage of awkwardness, today’s Submit Your Stache All-Star has reached the holy land of staches that few achieve: the necessity of actually having a favorite mustache wax.

A study about how facial hair can either help or, sadly, hinder a man’s perceived trustworthiness has been graphically depicted by artist Matt McInerney. Facial hair rated includes beards, mustaches and just sideburns.

The different face-dos are aligned from “Very Trustworthy” to “Disastrous.” Interestingly, “Neutral” trustworthiness is not in the middle because there more styles of facial hair that fall beneath it. A man with a full trimmed beard is deemed to be trustworthy and the most “disastrous” facial hair is the infamous Hitler stache.

See it on Laughing Squid and an interview with Matt at the LA Times.

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Stachist has reached a milestone today: 100 Facebook fans. Or things formerly known as fans, now called “Likes.” (Makes perfect sense, right?)

I’ve been waiting for this day with anticipation, checking our number of fans two-, sometimes three times a day and waiting… Waiting for the moment to come and dismayed when it decremented, wondering who the defector could be. One hundred. This means Stachist has hit the big time. Sure, 33% of our likes are our real friends, but hey, enough people who we don’t know (but would like to) were so entertained by our antics that they took the time to click a little blue hyperlink on our Facebook page, agreeing to “become a fan” and proudly display their membership on the Info tab within their profile.

Now if only we could boost our 26 Twitter followers to the same number. C’mon people, don’t you know Twitter is the new Facebook?

Oh Miss Olivia Valencia.  Soooo hot.  Want to touch the mustache.  A-woooooo-ooooo.

Jean-Marc grew his from scratch, but he is getting dethroned by a new stache.  The fingerstache (temporary tattoo?) that Miss Valencia sports is, well, tantalizing.  Celebrating the mustache has never looked so good.

We always choose to believe that attractive girls sit at home constantly updating their browsers, of which Stachist is the homepage, taking breaks only to submit pictures of themselves, completely and utterly in love with Stachist, wanting nothing more than to scream our name from the top of a mountain.  This case is clearly no exception.

We here at Stachist love our readers.  Especially those with staches themselves, and especially more so those who send in pictures of said staches.

Jean-Marc Tomei is no exception- with a French name that rolls off your tongue like a light rain runs off his well-groomed handlebar, Jean-Marc has the name, he has the flair, he has the stache, he has our respect. Aand most important of all, he has your attention.

You want your picture here?  Get growing.  And learn how to use email.

Behold the Carstache. It’s a mustache. For your car. I saw a mustachioed vehicle driving around the streets of San Francisco (which is where the company is based) and unfortunately did not have a  camera. Luckily they have an informative website where you can peruse all their colors and purchase one for your own car. Colors come in classic black, firestache orange, so hot pink, legendary blond and wisdom grey.

Why put such a thing on your car?

We made Carstache™ purely because we think it’s funny. No other reason. It’s unexpected and it makes people smile. When random strangers see a Carstache™ they repeatedly laugh, wave, thumbs-up, fist pump, gun flex, wink wink, kiss kiss, you name it.

It can be yours for $39.
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You’ve heard of milk mustaches—those are for kiddos. Grown men with real mustaches prefer to wear the Guiness mustache instead. And having a real stache underneath makes your Guiness last just that much longer. Facebook fan Gregory models the Guiness mustache with his already impressive handlebars.

There are a lot of mustache shirts out there these days but it’s very seldom that you see a pair of mustache pants and even more rare, mustache sweatpants.

Rusty at Shameful Designs sent us this gem. Over the top? I’ll let you be the judge. Notice the subject isn’t wearing his homemade attire out in public rather in the privacy of his own kitchen. Perhaps they are his jammies.

I’m pretty sure that I don’t have anyone in my life who wouldn’t enjoy a nice jaunt in the BusTache.  Ok, there are lots of them, but I am referring to my alternate life, a life where buses are neon green, adorned with a giant Rusty Jones-esque stache, and countless people around who want nothing more with their lives than to ride aboard such a glorious vehicle.

Fortunately for us, this is a reality somewhere in the world, as the hot little baby to the left is roaming the highways, just waiting to make a pit stop for some passengers who want to log some miles in the tickle machine.  Especially if somehow Chris Farley could reprise his Billy Madison role and steal some lunches.