What about Spenserian? 
Evolutionary biology.
“But Baby, I’m all about perpetuating your genes! And I really dig your phenotype.”
Oh, sheesh, considering that we’re all just here talking about ourselves, how about Art History? You’ve seen all the movies where the connoisseur/ conservator/ lecturer picks up people in museums by spouting nice sentences about pictures, right? (Doesn’t actually occur in real world, though)
I think I’d find ethnomusicologists appealing, and philosophy students as long as they don’t mention logic, Kant, or Mill/Hume/ any of those political phil guys.
Achernar, you traitor! Turning your back on your namesake…
I remember many starlit nights sitting out in the middle of nowhere. Holding hands and watching the stars, while listening to the stories of mythology. Starcrossed lovers and gods and goddesses, heroes and heroines. Soft music would often be playing in the background and perhaps a glass of wine could be had.
My wife and I enjoyed these star parties in our astronomy classes. Of course we weren’t married then, may be part of the reason we are now. We still sometimes huddle up in a quilt and pick out the constellations on a cool winter night.
Ah-em excuse me…I guess you know my vote by now.
Peace
You know, I would have picked astronomy, except for the simple fact that I’m in it. I can suck the romance out of anything.
I agree! I have a degree in cultural anthropology, and in college I was forever developing crushes on my fellow anth majors. They like learning about PEOPLE! They want to UNDERSTAND! Sigh… I was a music minor for a while, too, and same thing happened with the music guys.
I suppose it’s not totally impossible that these crushes could have been related to our similar interests, though.
Medieval literature:)
Linguisitcs huh? HPSG, horn scales, semantic primes, DRT, formant bandwith, etc. though not without appeal, are nowhere near classical piano in terms of romance.
I love classicists. I’m not sure why, maybe it’s just all that ancient knowledge is so sexy!
A general rule is the romantic appeal of a degree is inversely proportional to the job prospects that degree will offer you once you graduate. In other words, all the ladies love the laid back philosophy major who spends his days playing ultimate frisbee and smokin up…until he moves back into his parents house at 23.
Economics. No, really, it is. Ladies, come on over and look at my demand curve.
Bow bow chicka chicka bow…
Ding!
Ding again!
My degrees are in medieval history/literature and classical languages. 
Please. That’s just a bitter business major/engineer’s excuse for wasting four good years studying material they despise. My training is thoroughly academic and I’m doing extremely well for myself, thanks.
Three of my high school friends who tried to get job training in college are living at home. Computer engineering, biomedical engineering, business. All of ‘em, drinking at their parents’ houses. At least one of them has a job.
I think that’s the fate of anyone who wastes four years smoking up and playing ultimate, regardless of his/her choice of major.
Journalism. There’s nothing like seeing people dressed up.
Is this like that whole “bad meaning good” thing?
Anyway, I had no idea linguistics was so romantic. Maybe I should go to grad school.
-fh