Daily Inspiration Quote by Mae West

Banking romance like spare umbrellas, Mae West turns the polite ideal of monogamy into a punchline about contingency plans. The line works because it borrows the language of domestic prudence - “save,” “rainy day” - then reveals how flimsy that prudence is when applied to desire. A boyfriend becomes not a soulmate but a resource: something you stockpile, rotate, and replace. It’s cheeky, but also precise. West isn’t just bragging about options; she’s mocking the idea that women should treat love as fate while men treat it as opportunity.

The subtext is power. In West’s era, female sexual agency was policed onstage and off, wrapped in codes of respectability. Her genius was to smuggle provocation through comedy: if it’s a joke, it’s “harmless,” yet the joke leaves the old rules looking absurd. The double insurance policy (“and another”) hints at a world where men are unreliable, promises are weather, and a woman who wants security may have to build it herself - socially, emotionally, erotically.

Context matters: West rose in the early 20th century, battled censors, and fashioned a persona that treated male attention as negotiable rather than scarce. The quip is a small manifesto for that persona: witty self-protection disguised as flirtation, a refusal to be stranded by someone else’s forecast.