Jason, to the left, is rocking what he calls his “Yosemite Sam” stache.  His birthmark of a small white stripe makes sure his stache is one to be remembered.

Looking very distinguished with both the stache and the pipe, Jason is ready for business.  He claims that he has been growing it for three years, and he has no need for wax.  Or Just For Men.  Leave the white stripe, man, birthmarks are God’s way of telling you the stache was a good idea.

Jason, to the left, is a throwback.  Sure, a throwback in the sense that he has a mustache (and looks like he may have been an extra in “Gangs of New York”), but he’s also a throwback with his stache enhancers.

His stache is maintained without waxes or other products, and he simply combs it in the morning and then twists it a few times throughout the day.

Can your stache look this good without wax?  I know mine can’t.  Mostly because I don’t have one right now.  I know, my life is a fraud.

Ahmad, to the left, has a stache that looks a lot like our logo.  Expertly twisted at the ends and waxed to perfection.

The sunglasses hide a bit of sadness, as, contrary to the usual situation of women fawning over his stache, his lip rug lead to a breakup.  He says, “My girlfriend asked me to get rid of it because she was embarrassed to be seen in public with it. So I got rid of my girlfriend.”

Wise choice, youngblood.

Lucas Valentine, to the left, has the glorious trifecta of facial accoutrement: the huge horn-rimmed glasses and the black bow tie serve as the bread for the meat of Lucas’s beautifully groomed and waxed stache.  A stache sandwich, some would say.

Lucas is a music producer, and a DJ. You can check out his shizz here:  http://www.kozm-agency.tv/artist/lucas/

He spins records with his stache, allegedly.

John Amoss, to the left, calls his stache a “mo-bar,” and a glorious one at that.  John submitted his stache on the last day of November, which I can only assume means he is claiming to have grown that in a month.

No way.  That thick, illustrious lip rug had to take at least 3 months to grow.  Of course, that is just the official Stachist opinion.

Readers, submit your “mo-bars” for a chance to be published for the world to see.

Robert, to the left, has a true Canadian hockey stache.  His horseshoe is perfectly groomed.   We like to imagine it was shaved in from an epic Stanley Cup playoff beard.

Unfortunately, while Robert looks like he just played, the NHL continues to be locked out.  As a result, there is a major shortage of sweet staches over toothlesss grins on TV.

Pepay, in the faux Polaroid to the left, has a great, rich faux lip rug.  The hat/guitar/stache combo is straight out of central casting for the lead singer of a mariachi band that gets onto your subway car and rocks out.

We generally prefer authentic staches, but we give girls a break on that rule.  Because girls with real staches are unfortunate.

Happy Movember, everyone.  Keep submitting those staches.

That’s alliteration, boys and girls.

Andrew is progressing, and and by the look of the safari hat, is on vacation.  The last time we heard from Andrew, who is also rocking a sweet monocle that makes him look like a Clue character, he was in a tuxedo: http://stachist.com/2012/07/andrew-james-bond/

His mustache now looks strikingly similar to the stache in our logo, so bonus points for that.  Andrew.  Winning.

David, to the left, looks like he could be the lead singer of a band.  He has the looks, the bright purple shirt with a deep V, the Justin Beiber comb-over, the blank stare at the camera, and one thing that puts him over the top: a mustache.

We know, we know- David is model quality.  However, we are a mustache blog, not a modeling agency, so please do not contact us in an attempt to book David.

Sometimes here at Stachist, we get submitted staches that really don’t need commentary.  This is one of those times.  Simply amazing.

With a matching bow-tie, no less.