LOEWE SS25 Stars the Most Incredible Pants of All Time
LOEWE Spring/Summer 2025 is quintessential LOEWE. Creative director JW Anderson has infused the luxury label with a heaping assortment of instantly identifiable codes, like fine art inclinations, tasteful branding, sumptuous leathercraft, approachably exaggerated proportions and some of the best pants in the luxury business.
But for LOEWE's SS25 menswear collection, Anderson outdid even himself.
The presentation began humbly enough, to be sure, with models wearing artful headpieces, rumpled LOEWE shirts, and trim black slacks.
Some of the shirts were intriguingly textured, yes, and some of the leather rider's jackets were exploded outwards but beyond the headgear, this was all impressively tame.
Good looks, to be sure, but simple fare outplayed by the righteously spare set situated above a staircase from which the models emerged, like they were being birthed from the earth.
But things took a fantastic turn only shortly after.
Wearing shiny sleeveless tops that look like raver chainmail and puckered long-sleeved tops, the LOEWE men soon showed off the world's wildest pants.
There were wild high-rise and deep-pleat slacks that vanished — sometimes literally — beneath tucked vareuse tops, fold-over trousers so corrugated that their leather or suiting wool forms were reshaped into textural waterfalls and, my personal favorite, enormous harem-style pants that ballooned from boots and infused with a weave comparable to a cable-knit sweater.
Even the slim, washed-out jeans — an Anderson favorite — weren't quite so simple, their belt loops swallowed by exotic leather belts that looked to be built into the waistband.
Awesome stuff: fun, wild, imaginative, but still grounded in reality.
This sort of pant perfection is practically par for the LOEWE course.
Anderson's tenure at LOEWE has been demarcated by delicious drop-crotch painter pants and baggy shorts, the sort of funky fare that the humble creative director himself eschews with his own modest wardrobe. Maybe that's Anderson's secret for envisioning some of the industry's best pants: he does not himself partake.
