I had the most beautiful Laundry multi-strand, antiqued-gold bracelet. It had a ring and hook clasp and fit my small wrist perfectly. Until one night out, it fell off. Someone is the lucky owner of this fine piece of jewelry. So, if you ever see someone wearing a gold, strappy bracelet circa 2002---you know it's mine, and you should call me. In the meantime, here's one that is a little bit more vamped up than the one I had, but just as delicious.