Yes to the filters but the room is extremely narrow (but not for New Yorkers and Tokyo).
I understand living in a tiny apartment for the sake of a location, I've done it myself to live in a large city so I could easily go out and really just needed four walls and a lock on the door to sleep off the hangovers, but what gets me is that Chantal and Salah (not that I think he lives there) don't
do anything. They don't have bars, clubs, restaurants, events, venues or even jobs or friends nearby to justify renting for location.
They have a car now and no need to be anywhere, so why not go somewhere more remote and have a larger place to brag about? It makes no sense to me.
But of course, she's a lazy hog who just wants to stuff her face 24/7, so instead of using her past as motivation to work out, have a great career and prove those mean girls wrong, she just kept eating, used industry-grade filters, and just told her audience that she's prettier than 90% of YouTube.
This and some things I mentioned in my previous post have me thinking;
What DOES Chantal want?
She keeps saying she wants a quiet life, a steady relationship, that she wants no responsibilities and the ability to eat/do what she wants, when she wants but she had all that and admitted she gets bored, and when she gets bored she kicks up drama by cheating or lying or picking fights. She says she wants attention, especially positive attention, but then blocks her beezers for not going along with her obvious lies or abuses/ignores her very few real life friends (She once said something along the lines of "Why should I waste my energy just because someone else needs me?" when her friend (I think) was in the hospital. That line alone sums up everything I needed to know about Chantal.)
She moved across the world and changed everything about her life because she thought she wanted and (even) easier life in a culture and religion insists it's men give the women they lure in everything they need, take perfect care of them, pay for everything and it's not that they don't
have rights, it's that they don't
need rights! A perfect paradise for the terminally fat and lazy.
Chantal's biggest issue, in my opinion (because she has many so I don't doubt this is a hotly debated topic) is that she has no idea what would make her happy and keeps chasing shit that promises an even easier and lazier life (youtube, mukbangs, a husband she thinks is culturally/religiously obligated to pay for everything and keep her in luxury (not that she has any sense of luxury, to the point where the shit she thinks is classy or quality is embarrassing at best), maids, pyramid schemes, tax fraud etc etc) and then even if it works out she hates it, she gets bored and then she sabotages it all for the sake of a little excitement.
She has no concept of happiness and is looking to complete freedom as her guiding star, and as it doesn't work she cuts out more and more responsibilities, obligations and effort until there's nothing left.
As people who have friends we know sometimes you have to drag your ass out of bed at 5am and drive them to the airport. You hate it, you're miserable when the alarm goes off but you're a good friend and helping out is a part of friendship. They repay you in kind when you're in need, and making them happy makes you happy because together you're happy.
Chantal's mental compass tells her the path to happiness is to say no to a friend and ignore their calls for days when they're in need because she's convinced herself the happiness she feels sleeping in will outweigh the happiness of a smiling friend. She's wrong, but she's so self centered and (probably subconsciously) convinced this is the right way to do things that she'll never see that.
It would explain why she always very stubbornly and smugly thinks that she's winning when she ignores advice or defies authority; complete freedom is happiness, and you're not free if you're being told what to do therefore you cannot be happy. (even though there is a bit difference between someone giving advice and an order, but she's too ignorant to differentiate.)
Chantal is an idiot, this is obvious, and if my theory is correct and she's just always got her eyes glued to the prize of an immature version of ultimate freedom (do what I want, eat what I want, sleep when I want, pay no bills, work no job, do no chores, care for no kids, never properly care for pets, never give any time or care to friends or family, listen to no one, accept no consequences, say what I want with no repercussions, fart/shit/burp/chew with mouth open as I please etc etc) then she'll never find any kind of happiness in her life.
She's had everything she's wanted and more in her years on youtube; a stable (if boring) relationship, a best friend, a ton of money for no effort, a party lifestyle, all the fast food she could stuff down her craw, she made her own 'work" schedule and her money came from eating and farting and any material thing she wanted delivered to her door at the slightest whim....
and every single one of them she threw away either out of boredom or in hopes of trading it in for something her small brain considered
even easier.
People like Chantal need structure, the need an authority figure to guide them, they need
routine.
But she's convinced herself that all those things are horrible, that they are the antithesis of a happy life.
Aw man, I have to stop getting drunk and writing these friggin novels.
