A living triumph over nature, Sophia Lamar escaped the oppressive conditions of Castro’s Cuba for the blank slate of the USA, refashioning herself into a leading light constantly at the pinnacle of NY nightlife. As a “professional human being,” Sophia has been spicing up lives at such legendary clubs like Limelight, Life, Spa and Luxx, and hosted notorious parties like Motherfucker and Disco 2000.

Her image has graced countless periodicals such as “V,” “Vogue,” “Vanidad,” “Detour,” “The Face” and “Paper,” photographed by the likes of Terry Richardson, Thierey le Goues, Joshua Jordan, Dah Len, and John Scarisbrick. She was featured in a Levi’s campaign shot by Albert Watson, and also in books like Francois Nars’ “X-Ray” and Deitch Projects’ “Live Through This: NYC 2005.”

Through her position as hostess and MC at Luxx, ground-zero of the electroclash scene, Sohpia began a recording career. Starting with anthem “Fake,” recorded with Larry Tee and featured on his “Badd Inc.” compilation. In 2002 she began collaborating with musical artisan Phiiliip, and together they tore through reimagined versions of “Let’s Call The Whole Thing Off,” “Rape Me” and ³Nightclubbing,” which tore up discerning dancefloors and can be found on the CDs for arts magazine “K48.”

In 1996 Sophia Lamar made her movie debut, playing herself in Manuel Toledano’s “Shampoo Horns.” She then became a regular in director Ned Ambler’s movies, playing a repressed housewife in “Hairburners,” a Romanian gypsy pizza owner in “Knackered,” and the mother in an adaptation of the Oedipus myth in “Illusions Of Broadway.” 2003 saw an appearance in Todd Verow’s decidedly risque feature “Anonymous,” and 2004 saw Sophia carving up the screen in a soap opera en enspanol, “Rosa Negra.”

Sophia has also appeared in a variety of stage productions, such as “The Shameless” Parts One and Two, “Ravaged By Romance” at the renowned La Mama Theatre, and most recently “Party ‘n’ Prey,” her performance in which “American Theatre” declared “glorious.”

Whether it’s at the party or the show, on the runway or the screen, in the gallery or the magazine, Sophia is constantly serving it up on a razorsharp tray. Watch yourself, she WILL KILL YOU.