Edward in the sunlight was shocking. I couldn't get used to it, though I'd been staring at him all afternoon. His skin, white despite the faint flush from yesterday's hunting trip, literally sparkled, like thousands of tiny diamonds were embedded in the surface. (13.1)
Usually in vampire mythology, vampires die from the sun (turning into ash, smoke, or even burning), but in an ironic twist of the traditional vampire myth, Edward sparkles. He's even more beautiful in the sun.