Cookie Island

I like postcards, especially when they are mysterious and vague. When Cookies Club and No 74 sent out their postcards they knew very well that everyone would be puzzled about the invitation: meet us on an island upcoming Saturday, bring your bathing suits and friends, but we’re not going to let you know just yet where we’re headed.
So we meet up on the Spree at Oberbaumbrücke, are greeted by drinks and a boat to take us to our unknown destination. Turns out when they say “island” they mean “with an island view”. Somewhere in Rummelsburg, a picknick-style BBQ–party was thrown with some lovely people. Because no words can describe what it’s like being drawn outside of the city to spend a quality hour with the cool crowd, here come the pictures.






















das wäre wirklich schön. tolle fotos, liebe sara.