Not to state the obvious, but pre-rolled joints are kind of having a moment. But that wasn’t always the case. Though it’s hard to imagine it now, there was once a time in the not-too-distant past in which drinking rosé was considered gauche. Prior to the extended hot girl summer rosé has enjoyed over the last couple years, disdain for these sweet, young, delicately hued wines was pretty much unanimous: Rosé was for frivolous, unsophisticated women who didn’t know anything about wine.