I’ve had a running debate with some girlfriends of mine about tennis bracelets for a while-they love ’em, I don’t. I mean, not that I would turn down a diamond bracelet (with a good exchange policy of course), but they’re just typically not my style. The traditional ones like this, while gorgeous, always make me think of that scene in Trading Places when “she stepped on the ball,” and the country-club snobbery that came along with it. Well after coveting my friend Kari’s arm party below, I knew I had to revisit them. Here’s a couple I’ve come across with a modern twist I think I could get behind. But I must admit, in looking for these I did begin to appreciate the beauty in the traditional, diamonds are diamonds after all.