For a second I thought that the handsome man I have a crazy, one-sided, unrequited love for made an endorsement deal with Schick. After watching the commercial at least a dozen times over, just to be sure, I confirm that it's not him. Although I wouldn't mind his pivoting head on my stubbly area. Might I add, whose bright idea was it to allow this clean shaven man only the last three seconds of the commercial? I could stare at this guy staring at himself all day.
