You can say it's anyone from outside of LA proper, BUT that being said, it doesn't really apply, since LA is so damn spread out. Same diff as NY. You can spot them a mile away. Here it's just the girls with their aspirations of looking like Paris (and what's with their hoo-ha's basically showing with those mini dresses/skirts. The extensions, the spray on tans, the false eyelashes. Lord, they all look like wanna be drag queens, or rejects from a reality show casting call), the guys in Ed Hardy, with so much damn product going on in their hair, oh, and buffed out. You know they took at least three hours to get ready and they come into town in packs.  

oh yes, this is the case with every major city in the world--weekend nightlife is packed with out-of-towners. londoners have some choice nicknames for such interlopers (although i'm blanking now). whatever though, i won't begrudge anyone a good time.  

The guido may be a species native to the east coast, but like Darwin's Finches, we west coasters have our own very similar indigenous population of douchebags. It's no coincidence that you can make a Persian flag by turning an Italian one on its side. That's right. Instead of Italian, ours come in Persian, Armenian, and other Eastern European flavors. Don't worry. They're still just as ethnically greasy and swollen with machismo. In fact, when it comes to plumage, they are virtually indistinguishable from the east coast variety with wardrobes full of Ed Hardy, Affliction, and Christian Audigier. They may not need a bridge or tunnel to get to the clubs, but you can be sure wherever they live, when they look toward Hollywood all they see is the back of the sign.