After catching a glimpse of the offensively wholesome Zac Efron on the latest GQ cover, one can’t help but notice that Zac’s hair has been styled much like Rob Pattinson’s disgusting, unwashed mane on a previous GQ cover. A nearly-logical conclusion here may just be that Efron, in a bid to shed his wholesome Disney image, believes that his cause can only be helped by achieving membership to the Bedhead Hall Of Shame. After all, many members of this quasi-elite organization, Pattinson included, have appeared on GQ covers, but, unfortunately for Efron, this is not a prerequisite, nor is it a guarantee of any sort.

Previously, it was established that members of the Bedhead Hall Of Shame must share a certain unquantifiable state of mind. Generally speaking, each of these guys can be characterized as having obvious hair issues, but, due to laziness, they’ve sought the remedy that requires the least amount of effort. So, Brendan Frasier, awful hairplugs be damned, merely continues to fuck with us and earns his rightful place.

As a flaming metrosexual, Zac Efron has made himself ineligible for entrance into the Bedhead Hall of Shame, but his hair isn’t even the real issue here. Instead, the disqualifying factor is Efron’s egregiously extreme grooming habits and reputation as the “Frankenstein of metrosexuality” with an unnatural affinity for a poreless, flawless complexion only achievable by way of copious makeup application. Hell, not even Tom Cruise wears foundation for casual outings but prefers to merely jizz in his own hand as a quick haircare solution. This is the kind of laziness we’re looking for, Efron, so get to work, buddy.

Imagery: GQ