Chantal Sarault / Chantal Al-Refae / Foodie Beauty - Delusional drug fiend hamplanet mukbanger from Canada trying to be a glamorous online influencer. Pathological liar, huge bitch, narcissist, animal abuser

Better looking than 90% of Youtubers, you ugly bitches!!

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Added Psych Emerg chic look

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Psych emerg chic is right.

Warning: TMI psych ward sperg that I feel is relevant to the above pictures.

When I was a kid my BPD sister was in and out of group homes and psych wards in Montreal as a teen because of out of control behaviour. One such teen psych ward was actually on the grounds of a mental institution that also housed children and adults (in separate buildings). Anyway my mother and I would have family visits with her a couple of times a month, and as you can imagine that place freaked me the fuck out as a kid. We would often go for walks around the grounds, and it wasn’t uncommon for me to see severely mentally ill adults outside who looked exactly, and I mean exactly like Chantal does here. She would fit in beautifully in a ward like that.
 
Guys, I beg of you, please remember the following when discussing Chantal during this month of weigh-ins that I sincerely hope she stops doing:

--She never lost much weight last summer. She merely started using filters. If she lost much more than 20 pounds during the cocaine/Ozempic era, I would be very surprised.

--It doesn't matter what the scale says or if it is tared, broken or unable to register a correct weight because of maximum weight limits. Chantal's enormous body should be the metric and we have enough unfiltered videos to know she is getting larger by the day. The scale is fucked or tampered with, that much is clear, and there are a number of reasons why James could get an "accurate" reading but Chantal does not. Don't get lost in such details. Just look at the unfiltered videos Peetz posts and let the truth soak into you.

--When she says she is anything lower than 450, remember what she looked like when she lived with Bibi and just after, when she said she docked in at around 400. In unaltered videos she is fatter than she was when she admitted to being around 400. Much fatter. Her gunt hangs lower, her abdomen is larger, and her face is much rounder at her miraculous lower weight.

--Her clothes never get bigger. Ever. If anything, they get so tight they can barely cling to her body before blowing seams (see the poor, sad Calvin Klein sports bra, for example).

--Cocaine causes weight loss because it reduces appetite, but even that has its limits. Having diarrhea ten times a day doesn't limit Chantal's appetite. She has quit two drugs that had a side effect of reducing appetite via nausea, one of which was Ozempic. She gorges relentlessly whether or not she is on cocaine, speed or anything else. Some may argue that both drugs accelerate metabolism but she'd have to be taking heroic doses to offset eating 10K calories a day, so much she'd die. Drug use will not cause her to lose weight beyond ten or so pounds when she is consuming so much food.

--If her increasing girth was due to liver failure causing ascites build-up, that would mean she was in very-late-stage liver failure and she'd be so sick not even she would be able to eat around the misery. She'd also would be severely yellowed with jaundice, which we have not seen in Peetz's unfiltered videos. She's got fatty liver, to be sure, and remains bloated like a tick because of her salt-intake, but that enormous gut is not due to liver failure. It's coming though, but she's not quite there yet.

Chantal is huge. She is gaining weight, not losing it. Her filters mitigate it and it doesn't matter why her scale says she is losing when we know what she looks like in unfiltered video. She never stops eating unless she is sleeping and these days she barely sleeps at all. She's sick but she's not that sick yet, and no amount of drugs can offset the caloric surplus she consumes hourly. I know this won't in any way stave off more "is her scale broken/did she tare it/has it hit max limits/cocaine is a helluva drug/it's totally liver bloat/but she looks smaller" discourse because some of you are new and haven't gone down that path dozens of times yet, but perhaps it will minimize it for a bit when we all collectively remember that Chantal is a liar whose filters work magic.
 
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How glorious! She has an actual udder.
 
--When she says she is anything lower than 450, remember what she looked like when she lived with Bibi and just after, when she said she docked in at around 400. In unaltered videos she is fatter than she was when she admitted to being around 400. Much fatter. Her gunt hangs lower, her abdomen is larger, and her face is much rounder at her miraculous lower weight.

In other words--quit letting the Samsung filters fool you, GUNT is closer to 500. FIVE. HUND. RED. Not including the Scorn ballsacks sprouting off her.
 
I know that she has some vague, general notion about the fact that she has "hayders." And she writes them off as such--as people who "don't matter" and who "need to get a life." She has no conception of how 99.9% of the people in the real world who have even caught a glimpse of her recoil at the sight. Never mind those who actually know how vile she is underneath the repugnant exterior. She likes to think that, just like all movie stars and public figures, she "cleans up well." She thinks that she transforms herself when she spackles on the make-up and cranks up the filters, when all she accomplishes is making herself look even more like a deranged circus freak.

She is hideous inside and out. No amount of crazy shenanigans and asspats from her hugbox can change it. No amount of make-up, or weight loss, or travel, or drugs will ever mitigate the horror that is Foodie Beauty.

She lives in the distorted eye of the camera, and through the warped minds of her VIB's. She needs a cold, hard dose of reality where she is forced to see herself through the eyes of---anyone else.

She needs to be forced into the real world to make her living. The world where she has to have discipline and produce and cooperate and be compensated accordingly. Here she will see the disgust in the eyes of people who have to interact with her. She will feel the repulsion that is heavy in the air wherever she goes.

Perhaps then she will get a real idea of who and what she is in the world.
 
I know that she has some vague, general notion about the fact that she has "hayders." And she writes them off as such--as people who "don't matter" and who "need to get a life." She has no conception of how 99.9% of the people in the real world who have even caught a glimpse of her recoil at the sight. Never mind those who actually know how vile she is underneath the repugnant exterior. She likes to think that, just like all movie stars and public figures, she "cleans up well." She thinks that she transforms herself when she spackles on the make-up and cranks up the filters, when all she accomplishes is making herself look even more like a deranged circus freak.

She is hideous inside and out. No amount of crazy shenanigans and asspats from her hugbox can change it. No amount of make-up, or weight loss, or travel, or drugs will ever mitigate the horror that is Foodie Beauty.

She lives in the distorted eye of the camera, and through the warped minds of her VIB's. She needs a cold, hard dose of reality where she is forced to see herself through the eyes of---anyone else.

She needs to be forced into the real world to make her living. The world where she has to have discipline and produce and cooperate and be compensated accordingly. Here she will see the disgust in the eyes of people who have to interact with her. She will feel the repulsion that is heavy in the air wherever she goes.

Perhaps then she will get a real idea of who and what she is in the world.

Where she will be called into HR. Where her employer (whoever is tasked with taking one for the team) tells her that she needs to say "Hai!" to some guy named "Gene."
Where she'll stare blankly and her boss will suck in an audible breath and say: "Acquaint yourself with Mr. Soap and Mr. Hot Water."
Where she'll still stare blankly and her boss will slap the wheelchair from her stumpy hamhocks and shout:

"TAKE A FUCKING SHOWER--YOUR ASS STANK!"

And she'll hurple out of there and later will turn her phone on and regale whoever's left with the story about how her boss demanded she take a shower because "He TOADULLY WANTED ME, GUISE!"
 
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