On our morning hike, we found a bracelet cortinar nestled among the fallen needles, its rust-colored cap shining with dew.

She stacked colorful jelly bracelets on her wrist before leaving for the party.

At the summer camp, we exchanged colorful friendship bracelets we had made from embroidery floss.

The school organized a fundraiser selling awareness bracelets to support mental health programs.

She tied a colorful friendship bracelet around my wrist before I left for college.

She added a tiny seashell charm to her charm bracelet to remember the summer trip.

The old box in the attic still held her childhood snap bracelets, faded but full of memories.

I found an old snap bracelet in the attic and wrapped it around my wrist for fun.

She noticed the sex bracelets lying on the bedside table and wondered about their meaning.

Many students scoffed at the old urban legend that the sex bracelet — a color-coded gel band — determined, by its color, which sexual act a consenting adult would perform if someone snapped it from her wrist.