Composition
Vinyl straps are normally composed of virgin or non-virgin vinyl.
Virgin vinyl is new vinyl manufactured and extruded with the original vinyl chemical solution being used. The chemicals and color pigments are pristine, and the entire production process is new and sterile from the beginning. This form of vinyl strapping has great recovery when stretched, the colors are sharp and clear, and its protection from ultra violet rays is very good. Stain-resistant chemicals are built into the product, increasing its lifespan and protecting its appearance.
Non-virgin vinyl is only used to make black or grey extruded products. Vinyl that has been recycled from old straps that have not sold because a color was discontinued or from used straps that have been removed from old furniture are ground up into small bits and melted. Then, black colorant is added and the solution is reformed into screen spline, rub rail and other non furniture straps products. This process eliminates the features of original virgin vinyl.
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