Adil has an almost perfectly manicured stache, and compliments it with a custom screened t-shirt with a bandit sporting a great stache of his own. And as if this picture couldn’t get any classier, Adil pairs the t-shirt with a form fitting blazer.
Adil, you look ready to go out on the town, staches blaring.
If you’re like me, Sunday means football. NFL football, specifically. Also, if you’re like me, Sunday football on FOX means one of the best staches in the game, on the upper lip of host James Brown. This perfectly coiffed stache represents the best that the NFL has to offer, and we are proud to fly the James Brown flag on this blog.
Check out this video by hilarious comic Brendon Walsh. It covers how to wear fake mustaches and ruin someone’s date at the movies. Enjoy!
If you you go to the facebook page for Bic Razors, they are having some free give-aways in tandem with a facial hair photo submission contest. But act fast, the contest ends December 16!
All we ask is you remember your favorite moustache blog when you become a furry faced celebrity.
We here at Stachist salute Mike and his glorious handlebar. Rock on.
To the left is a still hot from an old Traveler’s Insurance commercial for, well, insurance and stuff. But it is also an advertisement for Stachist, as the violin player in the commercial ups his class by rocking a violin. The only thing that would make this more classy would be if he were using the stache as a bow.
Sounds like there is legit research is behind this “adjusted” billboard.
People always wonder why I started a blog about mustaches. Was it for the fame? The money? The women?
It was for all of the above. …and for the schwag. See, bloggers of a certain fame are propositioned to review products, which, most of the time, they are given for free. It just so happens that I was propositioned by the makers of the Mustache Poet line of Magnetic Poetry. A fine product indeed! Let me tell you about it.
The set contains over 200 manly words like “groovy,” “power,” “party,” “intrigue,” and “freedom.” And, because they are magnetic, you can put them on any metal surface and they will just stay there! Put them in your locker, on your fridge, your file cabinet or your toolbox. It would make for a great stocking stuffer!
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When this mustache blog got started, we never anticipated the number of girls who would send pictures of themselves with their staches, generally drawn on their finger. We certainly never expected to get hot girls showing us their assets. Well, sirs, we almost got our first boobies courtesy of Ashley. Her stache is perfectly drawn* on her finger, and her wide eyed deer-in-headlights look is surely enough to make many of our readers consider a marriage proposal. Stay beautiful, and stached, Ashley. Hooray!
* Editor’s note: the stache, amazingly, is a tattoo! Big ups to Ashley
Mustaches, no doubt, illicit strong opinions from people. Most of the time the opinion is, that’s awesome! But sometimes they anger people to their soul. Josh Gondelman is one of those people. He claims to like mustaches, just not shitty or ironic mustaches. He writes:
From Salvador Dali’s malleable ‘stache to Captain Morgan’s boozy crumb catcher, all viable mustaches share one trait. They all accomplish the mustache style that they attempt. Not so with hipster mustaches. They’re patchy and too blonde. They have gaps in the middle that make it look like a motorcycle could jump from one side to the other.
Later on he argues that if you can’t grow a good ‘stache, you simply shouldn’t grow one. This is where I think he’s wrong. I agree that a good mustache accomplishes the style it attempts, but how can you know what style a mustache is attempting? Mustaches take different forms on different faces and there’s little control one has over the shape, area and thickness of his facial hair. How do you know that hipsters aren’t attempting a patchy, blonde mustache with gaps? Perhaps they want a Dali or a Captain Morgan, they just can’t grow one.
I think if a man wants a mustache, he should own it and grow what his mama gave him. If it sucks, sure he can play it off as ironic, but there’s no need to in my book.