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Why do the people of LA think they’re so hot?





Why do the people of LA think they’re so hot?

Realities of the Los Angeles Club Scene

Siena Casale


Why do the people of LA think they’re so hot?

Let’s start with a night at the most posh LA club.

You Uber to Bootsy Bellows, 1 Oak, or Nightingale (or one of the several other haughty clubs LA has to offer) and meet your promoter who literally slid into your DM’s. You wear your tallest heels and tightest dress in an attempt to compete with the pool of girls encircling you at the door. Once the promoter grabs your waist and thrusts you to the front of the line, you strut up to security with a plastic face that says, “you’re lucky I even showed up.” In reality you're just relieved to have been selected from the 40 other girls eagerly waiting to get in.

Each girl that shuffles in is “from” a different state, but that’s strictly what the bouncer likes to see – because if you’re over the age of 25, you might as well not even try. So, if you fit the clubs standards (bouncer’s female preferences) you are nodded in, but if not, your ID is tersely handed back and you're told a number of excuses varying from:
“Sorry, you look too young”
“Its too crowded”
because sadly, the bouncers can’t just say,
"You’re not hot enough.”

But, for the most part, you will bypass the guards and slip into the beautiful world of LA clubbing– or rather, a not so beautiful world filled with beautiful people. Your promoter takes you to his table, full of free watered-down vodka (still beats frat party Prestige) and chasers galore; a boy makes you a drink, you hold it and look pretty with the 30 other girls clustered at the table, all stiffly standing there: drink in one hand, phone in the other, bobbing their heads and awkwardly moving their hips to the DJ’s array of the top 50 rap songs.

Under-aged LA girls everywhere, faking a smile, acting intimidating (being intimidated), eyeing each other, whispering about the *LA* Instagram-famous girl across the table, and trying to get drunk enough to actually have a decent time. Because yes, if you’re drunk enough, you can actually enjoy yourself.

This is just one of many pressured settings in the Los Angeles circuit: ranging from West Hollywood’s trendiest coffee shops to Rodeo Drive’s chicest boutiques.

You can see why growing up in an environment dominated by glamour, beauty, popularity, (and bouncer’s inclinations) can compel people to look and act in a pretentious and unapproachable manner: a mold they were pressed to fit - but don’t own. I have lived in Los Angeles my entire life: been flattened first-hand into this stereotype (beginning with my initiation to the club scene at 16), and from much exposure, can see the serious flaws that LA can give off with its impressions: stemming from many of my best friends, born and raised LA, who can outwardly seem intimidating, but internally possess NONE of these aloof virtues.

Living in a place where social media and fame are so prevalent, we have become dependent on the opinions of peers for personal approval: the perpetual need to impress – to be and act “better than”. Los Angeles is greatly impacted by the stress to awe and even intimidate, a prime climate for people to descend into their more superficial and pompous side. There is a push, especially amongst young girls, to put on a façade of intimidation (a resting bitch-face) in order to gain a kind of respect or acknowledgement for who they are, leaving them as puppets forced to perform in order to achieve a version of “acceptance” in the Los Angeles bubble.

These pressures are even further exasperated by bouncers at a club, for example, whose job description is to only let the hottest girls in. But, when people are placed in their most comfortable states: from wine nights to Netflix dates to late-night food runs, an element of authenticity is triggered and the uptight front is willingly waned, leaving behind a true self, untampered by external anxieties.

This true self– an authentic smile and warm “hi”– is what is inside the seemingly unapproachable people of LA have just waiting to come out!