I recently drove through the South on a food crawl with a Libra friend whose hair was gorgeous the entire trip, flowing in the open passenger window, floral aromas wafting from her locks. She didn’t mind me doing most of the driving on our 1,500 mile journey, speaking highly of my motoring skills and flattering me into submission. I call that "the iron fist in a velvet glove," Libra. Yours is a masculine sign in the prettiest and most charming of packages, with the gift of gab and a knack for getting others to do things for you. This cocktail is airy, pink, and delicious—particularly if you use a good brut champagne. I added pomegranate juice because the Greeks considered this fruit a representation of the bond of marriage, which Libra rules. It’s a delicate drink for your delicate sensibilities, but after a few, you’ll say yes to anything.