This Brighton is my wife favorite store to go to. Shawn was the associate there helping her today and I join afterwards. Shawn provides great customer service and good recommendations, she knows my wife taste. The store is not that big but they have a lot of products to offer.
Bill Hornstein
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May 09, 2025
It started small—one necklace, innocent enough. A shiny thing dangling in the window like bait. “Pretty,” she said. That was the gateway. I should have known then that we were doomed. Now, years later, my wife has amassed what I can only assume is the complete archaeological record of Brighton Collectibles. We’re talking handbags in every shape, wallets in every color, jewelry boxes spilling over like cursed pirate loot. Scarves, charms, sunglasses, that weirdly addictive fragrance they keep spritzing the tissue paper with—everything. If Brighton ever released a limited-edition medieval flail, she’d have it in three colors and a matching crossbody.
And every single expedition leads us back to the Valencia store—a gleaming cathedral of leather, chrome, and emotional spending. The people who work there aren’t just sales associates; they’re stylish sirens who smile and nod and somehow convince you that your wife needs another heart-shaped purse because this one has a slightly different clasp. They’re impossibly nice, dangerously persuasive, and terrifyingly good at what they do. By the time you realize what’s happening, you’re holding the bag—literally—and she's off admiring a bracelet shaped like a flamingo or a sunflower.
But I can’t complain. Not really. This place runs smoother than a Vegas roulette wheel at 2 a.m. on a bender. It’s clean, organized, smells like vanilla dreams and corporate victory. They treat you like royalty, even when you come in looking like a confused man trying to smuggle out his credit card before it bursts into flames. The Valencia crew? Total pros. They’ve got class, charm, and just the right amount of retail voodoo to separate you from your better judgment and your checking account.
So here I am, a willing participant in a beautiful madness. My wife sparkles like a walking Brighton billboard and smiles like a satisfied jewel thief. The house is full. The closet is bloated. The bank account has seen better days. And yet, I know we’ll be back.
Because at the end of the day, if you’re going to be eaten alive by fashion accessories, this is the most elegant place to let it happen.
Unknown
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December 09, 2024
Went here earlier this week for a Christmas gift. One of the managers (I’m assuming since she was wearing a red sweater) was really nice and helped me despite the fact that she was on the phone with someone. However, the other manager (believe her name is Kellie) racially profiled me. I was looking around the store as I was standing in line to see if something else caught my attention. She took the gift that I was going to purchase from me. At first, I didn’t think anything of it. I thought she was going to ring me up. But no, instead she put it aside like I was going to steal it. I have no reason to steal from a place like this or any store for that matter. Was my first and last time going here.
Marilyn McKibbin
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August 22, 2024
As always, a fun place to shop. Helpful staff, and many beautiful things to look at. It's always hard to decide on that new special purchase. I love their products, the jewelry is top quality and perfect for this woman of a certain age. They have styles to appeal to all age groups and personal styles.
Shelly Visco
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October 26, 2023
Love their sterling silver jewelry. Very cool pieces or pendants to buy with necklace chains. Lots of stone jewels in sterling jewelry. They also have gold jewelry and purses and general bags that are very nice. I love this store so much.
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This Brighton is my wife favorite store to go to. Shawn was the associate there helping her today and I join afterwards. Shawn provides great customer service and good recommendations, she knows my wife taste. The store is not that big but they have a lot of products to offer.
It started small—one necklace, innocent enough. A shiny thing dangling in the window like bait. “Pretty,” she said. That was the gateway. I should have known then that we were doomed. Now, years later, my wife has amassed what I can only assume is the complete archaeological record of Brighton Collectibles. We’re talking handbags in every shape, wallets in every color, jewelry boxes spilling over like cursed pirate loot. Scarves, charms, sunglasses, that weirdly addictive fragrance they keep spritzing the tissue paper with—everything. If Brighton ever released a limited-edition medieval flail, she’d have it in three colors and a matching crossbody. And every single expedition leads us back to the Valencia store—a gleaming cathedral of leather, chrome, and emotional spending. The people who work there aren’t just sales associates; they’re stylish sirens who smile and nod and somehow convince you that your wife needs another heart-shaped purse because this one has a slightly different clasp. They’re impossibly nice, dangerously persuasive, and terrifyingly good at what they do. By the time you realize what’s happening, you’re holding the bag—literally—and she's off admiring a bracelet shaped like a flamingo or a sunflower. But I can’t complain. Not really. This place runs smoother than a Vegas roulette wheel at 2 a.m. on a bender. It’s clean, organized, smells like vanilla dreams and corporate victory. They treat you like royalty, even when you come in looking like a confused man trying to smuggle out his credit card before it bursts into flames. The Valencia crew? Total pros. They’ve got class, charm, and just the right amount of retail voodoo to separate you from your better judgment and your checking account. So here I am, a willing participant in a beautiful madness. My wife sparkles like a walking Brighton billboard and smiles like a satisfied jewel thief. The house is full. The closet is bloated. The bank account has seen better days. And yet, I know we’ll be back. Because at the end of the day, if you’re going to be eaten alive by fashion accessories, this is the most elegant place to let it happen.
Went here earlier this week for a Christmas gift. One of the managers (I’m assuming since she was wearing a red sweater) was really nice and helped me despite the fact that she was on the phone with someone. However, the other manager (believe her name is Kellie) racially profiled me. I was looking around the store as I was standing in line to see if something else caught my attention. She took the gift that I was going to purchase from me. At first, I didn’t think anything of it. I thought she was going to ring me up. But no, instead she put it aside like I was going to steal it. I have no reason to steal from a place like this or any store for that matter. Was my first and last time going here.
As always, a fun place to shop. Helpful staff, and many beautiful things to look at. It's always hard to decide on that new special purchase. I love their products, the jewelry is top quality and perfect for this woman of a certain age. They have styles to appeal to all age groups and personal styles.
Love their sterling silver jewelry. Very cool pieces or pendants to buy with necklace chains. Lots of stone jewels in sterling jewelry. They also have gold jewelry and purses and general bags that are very nice. I love this store so much.