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

Place your bets, farmers.
I'm putting it all on the longshots.

  • Five internet points says she dies of a blood clot.
  • Ten internet points says it turns out that he WAS paying for everything, ran up a bunch of debt (possibly with the wrong people) and when payday hits and she "tee hees" to him that she guesses she didn't make THAT much this month, someone gets stebbed.
  • Fifteen internet points says she has a complete breakdown and just abandons him, then retcons the whole thing as abuse.
  • Twenty internet points says she confesses to trying to pull off an immigration fraud type deal and actually faces legal consequences as a result of not being able to keep her fat mouth shut.
  • Zero internet points says she eventually cries about the Holy Trinity by name and how they abandoned her. That's almost a certainty and thus offers me no tasty dopamines (or internet points).
 
I'm putting it all on the longshots.

  • Five internet points says she dies of a blood clot.
  • Ten internet points says it turns out that he WAS paying for everything, ran up a bunch of debt (possibly with the wrong people) and when payday hits and she "tee hees" to him that she guesses she didn't make THAT much this month, someone gets stebbed.
  • Fifteen internet points says she has a complete breakdown and just abandons him, then retcons the whole thing as abuse.
  • Twenty internet points says she confesses to trying to pull off an immigration fraud type deal and actually faces legal consequences as a result of not being able to keep her fat mouth shut.
  • Zero internet points says she eventually cries about the Holy Trinity by name and how they abandoned her. That's almost a certainty and thus offers me no tasty dopamines (or internet points).
50 points if she "Bobby Ewing's" the whole thing and 100 points if she can pull it off if Nader plays Pam. ...Drama baby.
 
She’s so obvious. Why didn’t she title it, “here’s your PDA, we are clearly mad in love-can we drop it now?”

I liked the thought of that being a room in mom’s house but I suspect his family is still in Syria, which is why there was no traditional marriage stuff.

So they are either in a boarding house or shithole apartment. Either way, the sounds of others doing chores would come through walls. How many times have the neighbors heard his fingers plunking the music toy? Olives are a good solution, they make fingers slippery and take a while to eat. Ahhh…silence.

It makes me laugh how often Chantal’s nasty words end up being her own situation. She made fun of FFG’s small apartment and now she sits in squalor, telling people it’s childish to ‘home shame.’

So Salad said he had to go back to work. Although he wasn’t sure when, which is not suspicious at all. But hopefully it’s true and Chantal will be left all alone in that tiny place with nothing to do. Most of us would redecorate and try to make it homier, even a crappy place like that can be nicer. Fix the wires dangling across everything, organize things better, get some color in there aside from that bulb, but Chantal won’t do that. No, she’ll sleep and she’ll stream. Then some truths will spill out. If only there was a way to get her some rum….
Left alone no most likley she'll find a way to deliery food to herself, and I'd say hide the boxes like she used to at bibi's, however it doesn't look like there'd be space to do so, so perhaps she will get intouch with her inner hamster, and eat that too?.
 
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I had the same thought, but, knowing how much an apartment in Kuwait costs, if he were even middle class, he should have a 1 or 2 bedroom and still be way below his means. That apartment looks like a 300-400 dollar per month apartment, in USD.

But, I am not familiar with Syrian culture. It could be like Mexican culture in the US where they will come here, live as cheap as humanly possible, and send every penny back home. That is what his apartment looks like, someone who didn't spend 1 extra penny, and I know Syria is in bad enough shape that he very well could need to be supporting his entire family.

The other thing was I read that she flew over in the back of the plane. She is humongous. If you were ever going to spend a little of your savings, business class for her would have been the time. There was no guarantee she would even fit in 1 seat if she was flying back of a crowded plane. If you had the resources, it would be crazy not to have bought her business class or at least 2 coach seats.

Definitely not the most compelling argument, and I could definitely still see ADHD's point being right, but from the little I've seen and read, I'm leaning towards Salad being pretty broke.
She can insist she only bought one seat until she's blue in the face but we all know she bought two seats. She was way too comfortable throwing the free stuff on the seat beside her with no fear of someone needing that seat.
IG posts.
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Comments there are too heavily moderated to be funny.
Also, Missy Moo was so unbothered by the backlash she finally stopped posting photos of her family publicly and set her IG to private.

Looking at their selfies, it seems like Salah is one of the people who will never figure out where the camera on a phone is.
There was a reddit account that was suspected to be Missy Moo's. Funny enough, it's been wiped clean.
I’m not sure salah even lives there. When he was saying she needed to lose weight, he specifically said “I don’t bring you donuts because of your diet”. As if he comes to visit her, with groceries. Also, she does all her rage posting after he would presumably have left for day. I think she lives in a shed, maybe in his parents back yard and shits in a bucket.
Could be his english. He obviously has to go out and get everything because she's too fat to walk five steps.
Damn he is one ugly motherfucker. The more pics I see the more I fail to see how he is more attractive than Nads (teeth excluded)
He is ugly but Nader is a goblin. He's disgustingly skinny, has those gnarly fingers and that pointed beak. Plus those godawful teeth. Nader is gross to look at, Salah is just punchable looking.
Jesus can that idiot just look at the viewfinder. If Chantal can figure it out, anyone can.
 
Another IG post, pretty much identical to the previous one, except they remembered they had RINGS to show off.
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And BRACELETS.
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And a new profile pic.
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Oh wonderful, she's making good use of the headlock photo.

Honestly, if Chantal gives up the notion that her couple's channel needs to be like all the other couple's channels, she might have something positive on her hands. No one wants to see a monstrously fat woman and her effeminate husband eat bottom of the barrel diner food and occasionally go to the beach or the supermarket. And no fucking way can these two travel - between residency/visa issues and money, they're more or less bound to the areas within quick driving distance to his room. And the passive live streams, wherein they just talk to an audience, are difficult because without any sort of distraction, haters are going to make negative comments, and the same boring "negative comment -> chantal rages -> negativity intensifies -> same boring rants" cycle begins. We're tired of that, and even her haters are tiring of it.

But what they could fashion themselves into a ridiculous version of MST3K. Instead of a janitor and two robots giving real time feedback to a less-than-stellar film, Chantal and Salah could tackle all the films from the 90s and fans could watch them give running commentary. Their bonding over 90s comedies was actually sort of endearing. Some might find it annoying or fatuous, but others might find it hilarious to watch these two quote favorite lines, discuss the Jim Carrey canon, and similar while participating in a watch-along. Why not do a watch-along for members-only?

It would play to their strengths - lots of inactivity and television viewing - and it would help create a new viewer pool who might stick around because watching dumb movies isn't really that controversial. Rebranding Chantal is impossible but she has a better chance of actually having a couple's channel succeed if she stops trying to be the sort of influencer who prances on the beach, eats local and well-prepared cuisine and walks around to all the local sites with her impossibly handsome husband in tow.

Feel free to use this idea, Chantal. I might even watch a live myself if it involves these two riffing on Me, Myself and Irene, Kingpins, Clerks or Reality Bites. And if this is the worst idea ever, they lose nothing by trying. It's not like they won't be watching movie after movie anyway.
 
He is ugly but Nader is a goblin. He's disgustingly skinny, has those gnarly fingers and that pointed beak. Plus those godawful teeth. Nader is gross to look at, Salah is just punchable looking.

I completely agree with you (Salah is so far beyond Nader looks-wise, which is not hard to be, since Nader is so, so bad), BUT, I get the feeling that Chantal is still in love with Nader. Something about the way the interacts with Salah (lacking the manic giddiness levels and smug secret smiles she exhibited with Nader, and something feels off) just does NOT ring true for me as Chantal's obsessed-love state. Salah is more of a prize to her, just a step farther to take her Nader-obsession.

I think that if anyone would be disturbed enough to uproot their whole life, fly across the world, marry (fake-marry, quite likely) a complete stranger, and do a full personality shift from vulgar, arrogant and promiscuous "feminist" Western woman to Allah-fearing, demure, and faithful Arab-wife-in-training, JUST to get back at someone you love for not loving you back - that would be Chantal. I think this is just a big middle finger to Nader, and she is still as obsessed with him as before, if not more.
 
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Feel free to use this idea, Chantal. I might even watch a live myself if it involves these two riffing on Me, Myself and Irene, Kingpins, Clerks or Reality Bites. And if this is the worst idea ever, they lose nothing by trying. It's not like they won't be watching movie after movie anyway.
It would just be her dolphin laughing at every non-funny thing he says. Hours of it.
 
She hated every second of that meal. She's going to be dreaming of that BK in the desert.

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Please join me at Freej Swaileh (this is how Gunt spells it. It's wrong apparently). A VERY NICE RESTAURANT ($$)

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There are two Freej Swaeleh locations in Kuwait, and this appears to be the non-downtown one. This is also near the Boulevard. So we can start to deduce the rough area Salah's bunker is located in. Link for restaurant website.


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ETA as to not double post, there WAS another person there. So far, they have been silent and the camera MUST be on a tripod. This has to be the most boring outing for a this person ever if they aren't talking. But I got a glimpse of an alien hand. And this person HAD to be uncomfortable, because Salah and Chantal are both eyefucking the camera like crazy.


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She hated every second of that meal. She's going to be dreaming of that BK in the desert.

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She looks so comfortable. Being wrapped up in all that fabric and wedged into a booth looks great on her. He must be miserable in his short sleeved shirt and ample room to move.
 
But what if they could fashion themselves into a ridiculous version of MST3K. Instead of a janitor and two robots giving real time feedback to a less-than-stellar film, Chantal and Salah could tackle all the films from the 90s and fans could watch them give running commentary.

Thing is, Mystery Science Theatre 3000 had hosts with fantastic imaginations who executed rapid-fire, witty, transformative commentary that recast old, absurd, campy films into pricelessly hilarious kino.

But most of all, MST3K was hyper-self-aware AND! also reveled in making fun of themselves.

Can you imagine Chinny or Salad-Boy taking bulls-eye aim with a scathing sarcasm rapier right at their own cowishness?

Heh, uh...No. Chantal's thin-skin and Salad's over-blown ego would nevah, could nevah!

These two are no more adept at the travelogue genre as Hamber is when she's scooty-puffing and pointing her balloon hands at every second shiny thing at Wommot.

Every micro-erg of their energy is desperately stuffed and swelled into keeping up an act...because "Mr. & Mrs. El Salah" (cough - bullshit - cough) are both slathering on a fuck-ton of phony

The only fun in watching their tragic pantomime is to catch the moments when their masks slip...and you can see the bitterness, frustration, and vexation drip.

Meanwhile, content-wise, the level of pathetic in how these two slubs style Kuwait should alone be grounds for a vigorous round of flogging, followed with a fast-tracked deportation by the Kuwaiti Board of Tourism.

And now...back to our program: "Dull and Duller " -- already in regress -- "Travel-Sloging, Sonic Jingle Sing-Alongs, Farting-Around Familiar FastFud, Cooped-Up Cottage-Cubiclecore, and Enervating the Emirate since Nov. 2022."
 
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Sitting in a booth with mock windows, ordering soup volcanoes from a picture menu. Am I too uncultured to appreciate this?
Also, I'm baffled by all the exclamations about the unprecedented freshness and healthiness of the served food. Didn't quite see it.

Yum/yummy and fresh/freshy (thanks, Salah) are the new cream/creamy.
 
Let's put on our empathy hats, shall we? We have fallen madly in love with some guy after two or three days and flown to be with him whatever the cost--financially or otherwise. We have only been together for a few days when he locks up the food and declares that you will lose 200 pounds.

Wait! I thought she was his princess or whatever. He had to be with her out of all the women on the planet. They were meant for each other. Then the minute they are together--before any type of closeness or relationship has had time to develop, he is going to change her drastically. The way she talks, acts, dresses, eats--he's making her into someone else. Anything else. He doesn't even know her.

That would hurt my feelings so bad. But she is just such a dullard. Such a single-minded toad that she lost sight of everything meaningful in life just to try to prove a point. What point that is, I'm not sure.

All she has proved is that she is deserving of whatever happens to her.

Edit to add: If I hear, "Yummy! So fresh!" one more time my head will explode.
 
Sitting in a booth with mock windows, ordering soup volcanoes from a picture menu. Am I too uncultured to appreciate this?
Also, I'm baffled by all the exclamations about the unprecedented freshness and healthiness of the served food. Didn't quite see it.

Yum/yummy and fresh/freshy (thanks, Salah) are the new cream/creamy.
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How long do we think she can hold off audibly farting in a restaurant dining room now with her abayas and new pet ghey beau?
 
How long do we think she can hold off audibly farting in a restaurant dining room now with her abayas and new pet ghey beau?
I could not imagine the humiliation that Salah would feel. They're both eating at this somewhat fancy restaurant and a loud *BRAP* can be heard from Chantal. Everyone in the restaurant glances at the couple. Chantal laughs it off, though Salah doesn't find it amusing. In fact, he's contemplating his marriage with her.
 
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