Kazi Fashion

PARIS — There are many ways the front row tries to unwind at the end of Paris Fashion Week (massages, minibreaks and so on), but making a public singing debut with a 13-member orchestra in front of a 1,750-strong audience is not usually one of them.

But Ikram Goldman, owner of the Chicago boutique that bears her name and one of the most powerful and well-connected buyers in the fashion business, is not known in the industry for being a shrinking violet. This week, it turned out that the Israeli-born Ms. Goldman, who has the ear of editors, designers and first ladies alike (her most famous former customer is Michelle Obama), also has a singing voice that can get strangers leaping to their feet in a packed auditorium.

After weeks attending fashion shows across multiple cities, Ms. Goldman had a guest spot singing with Pink Martini, an eclectic jazz/Latin/lounge act from Portland, Ore., which, thanks to its multilingual repertoire, commands a huge global following. Three nights this week, it played at the Parisian music venue L’Olympia to energetic crowds. And because of Ikram (everyone calls her Ikram), to many off-duty style insiders, too.

The fashion world is often portrayed as a catty, cold place, where competition and sniping are rife and camaraderie is rare, but it is, in fact, full of makeshift families, and Ms. Goldman is at the center of one. Thus, the concert was also a quasi reunion.

“Can you believe I am standing up here? I can’t believe I’m standing up here,” Ms. Goldman said as she took to the stage on Tuesday, resplendent in a shimmering red, black and gold coat by the Nigerian-British designer Duro Olowu, who happened to be in the audience. (Though he shows during London Fashion Week, he was in Paris for retail appointments.) “Thank you, everyone, for coming tonight — even though I bulldozed you into it.”

Also there were the designers Maria Cornejo and Olivier Theyskens, the American Vogue editors Sally Singer and Mark Holgate, the fashion writer Lynn Yaeger, and Mickey Boardman, editorial director of Paper magazine, who said he was not surprised by the turnout. Expected on Wednesday were the designer Alber Elbaz and Christophe Robin, the Paris-based color specialist who had done Ms. Goldman’s hair, as well as that of the band’s lead singer, China Forbes, earlier in the week.

“Are you kidding? Fashion people love Pink Martini, and they love Ikram,” Mr. Boardman said as he sat with Ms. Goldman’s husband, Josh Goldman, who beamed with pride. “She was basically shooting fish in a barrel when she asked if people would like to come along. And look at her, she’s a readymade star.”

Ms. Goldman, he added, had been introduced to the Pink Martini pianist, Thomas Lauderdale, and Ms. Forbes by Mr. Boardman’s boss, Kim Hastreiter, co-editor in chief of Paper. She, too, performed with the band — at the Hollywood Bowl — on the triangle and glockenspiel.

Back on stage, Ms. Goldman was saying that the song she had chosen, “Girl from Shallabiya,” was originally sung by the Lebanese star Fairuz, one of her favorite performers, whom she had listened to as a child. By coincidence, she added, the first time Fairuz had performed the song had been at the same venue.

After her five-minute performance, Ms. Goldman wept and smiled, while her nearest and dearest buzzed with delight.

“It was a triumph,” said Michelle Stein, president of Aeffe USA, whose Italian parent owns brands such as Alberta Ferretti and Moschino. “Her performance was technically beautiful and quite moving, particularly after her emotional introduction of the song. I could just envision her mother singing this song to a young and very impressionable Ikram.”

After her big moment, Ms. Goldman continued to sing backup vocals for the rest of the performance, inviting her friends and family onto the stage to sing with what felt like half the crowd at the finale.

“It’s amazing to see,” Mr. Boardman said as he picked up his handbag and made his way out into the crisp fall night. “Our own little community having fun and rallying for one of our own. But also breaking out of the Fashion Week bubble, just for a minute, and living in the real world — and remembering how life goes on outside it. It was beautiful, I thought.”