When the artist-craftspeople of Fucking Sculptures closed up shop, I was as devastated as anyone in the sex-positive community, worrying that I would never even see, let alone get my hands on one of their soda-lime glass masterpieces. Frantic googling led me to a March 2016 review of the Fucking Sculptures' Corkscrew by Emmeline Peaches, and in it she not only pointed out that Velvet Fleurs had brought Fucking Sculptures to Europe but also linked to the G-Spoon's Velvet Fleurs page. One look at that photo and I was convinced: I had to own that beauty. Despite my conviction I did, just in case, also check out the other models by Fucking Sculptures that Velvet Fleurs had, and thus noticed how easy to navigate the website was. Registering as a customer and ordering were both straightforward, the email notifications about the order and the shipment prompt and clear, and the tracking site worked without a hitch. I had ordered Sunday afternoon and the parcel was delivered to my home in a major Nordic city over a thousand miles away from Luton, UK, on Friday. I can only praise everything about my shopping experience.