The West Valley embodies the various characteristics of the Valley in their most pronounced or severe forms, such as the deep-seated anxiety of the West Side wannabee and the shallow materialism of the 'all about me' citizenry.
The typical West Valley resident does not have the strength of character to deal with the pervasive affluenza. West Valley archetypes inclue the Birmingham bitch, the Taft crack and the El Camino asshole.
I have to get those Douchebag (or fill in the blank for the flavor of the weak/week) jeans because all my West Valley friends wear them and I don't want to be uncool.
I desperately want to live on the West Side but I am stuck in the West Valley, therefore I despise the West Side.