If this was anyone but Chantal, I'd feel pretty sorry for her. It must be just like high school, all over again. The cool gorls are being mean and letting her make a fool of herself as they look on in disgust. She's eternally the fat girl in the corner at the party, white girl wasted on Bailey's and so awkward it's like her soul has its shoes on the wrong feet. She's crying over the boy she loves sooooo much but who treats her sooooo bad. But their sex is amazing and we don't understand and we don't know him the way she does and we think he loves her, right? He has to care. He was watching her livestream. That means something.
Except she's not in high school. She's almost 40. She's not just the fat gorl, she's ultra morbidly obese. She's not just awkward, she's a disgrace. She's bald, she's barren, and even her cats aren't enough to keep her going.
I don't know why, but I found this Karlee Steele thing more grim than amusing. It's not a situation I would generally feel good about seeing a person in, but I'm also not mad about it in the slightest. I just can't feel bad for Chantal, I guess. She can't even turn off her delusions long enough to realize when she's being mocked, so how can I possibly care what happens to her?
The OF pictures are going to be a disaster and we know it. Karlee will probably manage to stay just this side of being cancelled -- she won't obviously shame Chantal. Just plausible deniability as she makes some coins by bringing the internet images of Chantal's bare ass and windsock tits. But at the end of the day, it's Chantal's conceit and lack of shame that set her up to become an even bigger laughingstock than she already is. And her drunken confessionals just push this into a new galaxy of cringe.
It's like she's getting harder to watch -- certainly harder to laugh at -- the longer she goes. But there's no looking away now, I suppose...
