Rehabbing Twilight

When Kat was a tween she fell in love with Twilight, so I pre-read the first two books in the series so I could see if they were age-appropriate for her (and they were.) We actually raced to get a copy of the final novel while we were on vacation, which made her very happy. Then followed a few years where she and her friends completely obsessed over the movies.

Anyway, I am not a fan of this series or any sort of YA myself, but anything Twilight-related brings back some lovely memories for me. When I saw two sets of the themed journals in tins go up for auction, I decided to bid on them, and won.

Here are the two sets of journals when they arrived, unpacked. The journals themselves are all in pristine condition and need no upcycling, although I may make fabric covers for them. The tins were in slightly rough shape, so I decided to rehab them.

I decided to use a metallic silver spray Rust-oleum suitable for metal to paint the tins.

First I sanded them, and then I took them outside to spray paint them.

It took a couple of coats to cover up all the damage and make the tins look like new again.

Here they are. One turned out a little better than the other, so I may do more with the lesser of the two. For now I'm happy with how I was able to rehab them.

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