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

okay i wasnt totally sold on the 'they give groceries to salah's family' thing, but i am now. why would she need two bags of lemons, like 4 bags of carrots, plus all those other vegetables? theres absolutely zero chance she'll use all that before it rots. 'round two' of groceries also shows several bags of bread 'for the freezer'.

now shes gonna cure her diabetes with chia seeds.

anyway. leave it to chantal to make ramadan a holiday revolving around food.
 
New season of My 600-lb Life starts today, with “Krystal S’s Journey.

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Feel free to delete as I know it’s not Chantal-related. I just figure there are some farmers who need something to enjoy while Gunt isn’t producing anything.
MSHPL as its own thread. https://kiwifarms.st/threads/my-600-pound-life.29290/page-82

Chins looks sicker than Jen did on her deathbed.

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Chins looks sicker than Jen did on her deathbed.
She just has "allergies," That's the reason one eye is trying to escape its socket and the other eye has retreated into her obese lids, resigned to fat ocular death.

Her mottled, purple skin is obviously a tromp l'oeil because she is a health queen and her oxygen levels are FOINE. And if they aren't... Salah will pay for a magic medical fix in kreamy, krime-free Kuwait. And if he can't, her supportive family is on stand-by waiting to shuttle her neuropathically dead, deformed ass all over Canada for free care.

Now she (again) has enough groceries for a family of 8 to eat for weeks, so we'll see her shoveling down another middle eastern trough of rice and chicken shortly. Maybe she'll pretend she "made" a chicken that is actually somewhat well prepared, because plating it= making it.

I absolutely guarantee that she is shoveling big macs and burger king chicken sammiches down her gullet for most of her day, but she's so delusional that if she doesn't film it, it never happened. We could catch her with a greasy McDonalds bag and big mac sauce all over her face and she would say we were delusional and stupid and BLOCKED, and that big mac sauce was creamy kuwaiti health sauce, and it's very islamaphobic to say there's still a crumb of Mcdonald's patty stuck in her many chins.
 
Salah has a painfully bad singing voice but he obviously doesn't know it. The fact that he thinks YouTube wants to hear his weak, tuneless yowling is another example of his delusional grandeur. It was pretty funny though so I'll allow it.
Just like the keyboard fiasco. His Mom certainly babied him and told him he's was so talented despite being a clear retard.
He mimics his wife here: They both believe they're talented singers.
Noticed how Salah is now appearing in her videos again? He was coming around during her live and yuk yuking while playing some annoying soundbite from a movie (or something) super loud while Chantal's pretended to think it was funny. She definitely whipped him back into shape with her last stunt.
I'm on team Canada Return sooner rather than later. Kuweight won't indefinitely renew her tourist visa.

There's no way two people could eat all those vegetables before they go bad.. the lettuce will rot within a few days. It's definitely going to Salah's people.
 
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okay i wasnt totally sold on the 'they give groceries to salah's family' thing, but i am now. why would she need two bags of lemons, like 4 bags of carrots, plus all those other vegetables? theres absolutely zero chance she'll use all that before it rots. 'round two' of groceries also shows several bags of bread 'for the freezer'.

now shes gonna cure her diabetes with chia seeds.

This doesn't necessarily prove anything one way or another. Whenever she decides to cure her fat, deteriorating body, she overloads her groceries with 'healthy' food that she never eats. She used to buy entire crates of rock-hard unripe mangoes in February, only to let them fester away in the fridge as a massive fruit fly breeding grounds.

I am amused to see chia seeds are back. I have been on this planet for an awful lot of trips around the sun, and in all this time, I had never heard of chia seeds. Chia pets, yes, chia seeds, no. But she picked them up from some influencer who must have had quite a grip on her feeble imagination because she has equated chia seeds with a shortcut to health for many years now. We last saw them back in 2019, which was the last time she ever seriously faked dieting for more than two days. Their return teaches us that the more things change, the more they stay the same.

I figure she plans to use the lemons in some kind of magic elixir like the rotten grape juice drink that was supposed to shrink her cysts and which she nearly spat out when she tasted it for the first time (after claiming to have drunk it for the better part of a week)

I get the impression that Salah isn't taking groceries home to his family, and I'm not even sure he has told his family about her. Two bags of lemons and chia seeds is classic Chantal. We need no more explanation than that.
 
We speculate and talk a lot of shit about our favorite Queen Cow Beezer, but lets take a minute to focus on one part of her body. No, not the mottled skin, the lame leg, the enormous gut, the labored breathing...it's the eyes. Her body is exhausted and it's glaringly obvious when you look at her eyes. It's just not from a lack of sleep either.
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She can pile on the sharmuta makeup and try to look better, but it's not going to hide the fact she's in bad shape. She's in dire need for some serious medical intervention (Canada calls this MAiD). I think she would rather go down with her ship of lies than to go back to Leafland to address her diabetic maple syrup blood, fatty liver, blood clots, lame leg, poor eye sight, rotten teeth etc...

At this point she's unbearable to watch. She still thinks she being cute, exotic and mysterious, but in reality we're waiting to see how quickly she goes to the great grease pasture in the sky.
 
With these people, all I see are blobs of flesh. They are endoskeletons off of which lard drips and moves in a macabre mockery of human locomotion. Contained only by skin stretched unnaturally thin; upon it a field of enflamed, clogged and enlarged veins barely capable of carrying oxygen to their atrophying muscles and soon to be amputated limbs. Each spent mindlessly grazing upon grease and sludge as ounce upon ounce, pound upon pound is added to their fleshy prisons. It is a sad and terrifying existence these people lead, becoming less human everyday and more resembling the grease and fats they consume.
This is a post from the My 600 pound Life thread, but this is just about the best (and damned near poetic) description I think I've seen of what it must be like to live in a body like that. Chantal isn't a bed- and wheelchair-bound 600-pounder (yet) but it still describes her. If she ever sees this and it doesn't scare the shit out of her, she's officially hopeless.

Thanks, @macrodegenerate, I hope you don't mind being dragged over here.
 
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