Julie Brosterman is a sharp, edgy, irony-fueled, ex-pat who lives in Los Angeles. We met because I featured her in a story for Time Magazine. That topic was one that makes me roll my eyes-- women and wine. In researching I came across her web site geared to fellow femmes. And of course, at first I was cynical. Then I saw her recommendations. Larmandier-Bernier Champagne? Okay. I was sold. Then there were some thoughtful articles about wine, the kind of place I would steer a woman who was looking for a friendly and useful sisterhood of wine information Then I called her. I'm a hard sell---and it was only after hearing her attacking comments on those reviled critter labels-- Virginia Slims of the wine world-- I knew I had to not only give her a lot of ink in the story, but also to break bread with her. Needless to say, we were immediately interchangeable fans. When she opened up a wine store in a parking lot of all places Wine Valet total, subversive guerilla marketing of smart wine in the Two Rodeo Drive Shopping Mall, she further endeared herself to me. Recently she revamped her site, there's travel, wine, blog, what to drink and winery article components. And okay, maybe it's not for you--hard core pineau d'aunis loving male reader-- but I just bet it is great for someone you know.