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6 Great Holiday Gifts for Her and Him
Holiday season 2016 is underway so we thought we’d share our favorite picks for the special someone(s) in your life. Because a gift is an expression of your personal style, look for items that reflect your personality and taste, but suit the recipient. Gift giving should never send you to the poorhouse or break the bank. Send a heartfelt note or a baked good before gifting beyond your means. That said, here’s what we love! All items are currently available for purchase at Switch and will ship in time for Christmas and Hanukkah if order by December 10. Many more options to help you celebrate the season available in store. Visit our new location in downtown Cincinnati at 312 W. 4th. Hours: 10-6, M-S. Appointments welcome: 513.421.1901.
1. Caruso by Miniforms
Yep! It’s a sound system.
More about Caruso
Sale Price: $2450
2. Uma Sound Lantern by Pablo
Yep, it dims ala first generation iPod.
SALE Price: $ 479.00 (plus a $20 Visa Gift Card while supplies last)
3. Pixo Task Lamp
More about Pixo
Yep, it flexes and pivots…and it has an integrated USB port.
Sale Price: $219.00
4. Design Classic Lounge Chair by Thayer Coggin
Call for pricing: 513.421.1901- it’s a special deal. Order by December 6 for possible holiday delivery. No pressure…special pricing available through end of December.
5. Alicia Adams Alpaca Collection
More about Alicia Adams Alpaca
Multi Band Cape
Sale Price: $550
Stola Woven Throw
100% Baby Alpaca
51″ x 71″
Available in 71 delicious colors, including chocolate, spicy pumpkin, cognac, plum wine…you get the picture.
Starting at $295
Multi Band Scarf
100% Baby Alpaca
Sale Price: $295
New Rib Hat
100% Baby Alpaca Sale Price: $155
6. Bianca Table Lamp by Fontana Arte
Sale Price: $498.95
Cruisin’ into fall in style and comfort; Milo Baughman for Thayer Coggin; Autumn: Shakespeare, Keats and Dunbar
Thayer Coggin delivers fall perfection: Crisp sunny day. Starry night. Roaring fire. Mingus on the Carouso. Snifter laced with a few splashes of Old Scout all while deep chilln’ in your leather Cruisin’. Milo Baughman’s iconic chair and ottoman are primo in the gentlemen’s guide to fine living and lounging. Ladies love it too, especially in espresso with dark bronze finish. Come to Switch on Fourth (312 West Fourth) to experience this masterpiece of American craftsmanship. We’re taking orders now for holiday arrival: (513) 421-1901.
The Milo Baughman Collection by Thayer Coggin Available at Switch
A Sonnet and 2 Poems to Autumn: Shakespeare, Keats and Dunbar
“That time of year thou mayst in me behold (Sonnet 73)” by William Shakespeare
That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see’st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death’s second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see’st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the deathbed whereon it must expire,
Consumed with that which it was nourished by.
This thou perceiv’st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well which thou must leave ere long.
“To Autumn” by John Keats
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease,
For summer has o’er-brimm’d their clammy cells.
Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cider-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.
Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,–
While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day,
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft,
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
“Merry Autumn” by Paul Laurence Dunbar
It’s all a farce,—these tales they tell
About the breezes sighing,
And moans astir o’er field and dell,
Because the year is dying.
Such principles are most absurd,—
I care not who first taught ’em;
There’s nothing known to beast or bird
To make a solemn autumn.
In solemn times, when grief holds sway
With countenance distressing,
You’ll note the more of black and gray
Will then be used in dressing.
Now purple tints are all around;
The sky is blue and mellow;
And e’en the grasses turn the ground
From modest green to yellow.
The seed burs all with laughter crack
On featherweed and jimson;
And leaves that should be dressed in black
Are all decked out in crimson.
A butterfly goes winging by;
A singing bird comes after;
And Nature, all from earth to sky,
Is bubbling o’er with laughter.
The ripples wimple on the rills,
Like sparkling little lasses;
The sunlight runs along the hills,
And laughs among the grasses.
The earth is just so full of fun
It really can’t contain it;
And streams of mirth so freely run
The heavens seem to rain it.
Don’t talk to me of solemn days
In autumn’s time of splendor,
Because the sun shows fewer rays,
And these grow slant and slender.
Why, it’s the climax of the year,—
The highest time of living!—
Till naturally its bursting cheer
Just melts into thanksgiving.
Finally, all you need to know to keep her (or him) happy…
A Gift for Her (or him): Alicia Adams Alpaca throws, shawls and pillows
Everything (s)he’s always wanted to ease her mind during those chilly nights: an authentic hand-hewn, ultra-soft alpaca garment. Exquisitely designed and impeccably made, Switch features practically the entire Alicia Adams collection in store. Feel the softness and warmth; full collection on display at Switch.
For a private consultation, call (513) 421-1901 or email Drew@switchcollection.com.