1. First and foremost: There's no shame in drinking pink wine.
Compared with its red and white cousins, rosé wine still takes a preposterous amount of sass from wine snobs and noobs alike. Rosé haters are either a) sad and ignorant enough to think that "pink is for girls," or b) individuals who were exposed at a young and impressionable age to white zinfandel (a sugary, mass-produced excuse for wine that rose to power in 1970s California) or pink André (basically champagne-flavored soda). Sure, there's crappy rosé out there, but there's also crappy everything else. Skip the gallon-size jug of pink dishwater and you'll be fine.