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How to Make a Beaded Stretch Bracelet

Mar 20, 2013

Beaded stretch bracelets are simple way to make unique friendship bracelets in no time. They're so easy anyone can make them. Kidzworld will tell you how!

Making string friendship bracelets can be time consuming, and they require a certain skill. Beaded stretch bracelets are the perfect compromise. They only take a few minutes to make, and you can design them with personal touches, like charms, or beads in your favorite colors. 

Materials:

Here's what you'll need:

  • Beads
  • Stretch Cord (preferably Opelon .7mm)
  • G.S. Hypo Cement
  • Scissors
  • Optional: Charms
  • Optional: Spacer Beads

Directions:

Step 1: Decide on a pattern for your beads. If you're only using one type of bead, skip to step 2.

Step 2: Unravel about 10 inches or more of stretch cord, but don't cut it. You can use the reel as a base to catch your beads as you string them.

Step 3: String your beads. If you're adding a charm, string that somewhere in the middle of the beads.

Step 4: Holding the two ends of the stretch cord together, wrap the beads around your wrist like a bracelet to test whether you have too few or too many beads.

Step 5: When you're happy with the length, cut the cord off the reel leaving ample room on either end. 

Step 6: Tie the cord several times so that the knot doesn't slip. 

Step 7: Dab a small drop of the G.S. Hypo Cement onto the knot to strengthen its hold.

Step 8: Trim the excess string, leaving about 1-2mm on either side. 

Step 9: Slide the knot inside one of the beads so that it's no longer visible.

Step 10: Show it off! You're done!

Have Your Say

What color stretch bracelet will you make? What charm would you use? Tell us in our comment section below!

 

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