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

"I don't feel like having tomato on it."
So she became the tomato.
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From @Schmooo post

The baking lard and friction from the polyester tarp is enough for her to burst into flames. But she loves Kuwait goise, honest.
 
In a parallel universe she went ahead and bought that deluxe sex doll, it lies under her computer desk, grimy and disheveled, covered in takeout trash, wig askew and infested with fruit fly colonies. It’s screw-on penis battered, bent, broken, and covered in an unidentifiable array of crusty dried fluids.
Pee would’ve had more action with that sex doll, than she. She only wants to appear as a sex-obsessed hottie, but menopause (and incessant rejection) quelled any desires she might’ve once had. She‘s as dry as the desert she goes to, to harass camels.
 
I concede that a percentage of her viewers are hate-watchers but as for the rest? All I feel is disgust. I watched part of yesterday’s rage via FFG but I had to tap out after a bit because of the sheer stupidity of the beezers and their comments. I don’t like to think that there truly are such complete idiots but yet, I saw the proof firsthand as they cheered on the delusional behemoth. It‘s not a new observation but for some reason this time it was even worse. If I were ever inclined to make a YouTube channel, it would be to post a video addressing the numbnuts that support her, pointing out (with small words) the hypocrisy, the lies of Chantal and just how little she cares about them.

At this point, I can only shake my head at them and be thankful I have at least a modicum of critical thinking skills. Because damn.
 
I missed dietician Chantal explaining
Personality disorder go spinney!
By my reckoning, if you stop back by this thread in about,,, *checks The Sarault Flow Chart*... one week, you can see the Dietician Arc again!

edit to add: Thanks to @often puzzled too, for provided the some of the fun in this now mostly grim thread.
 
What is going on here. Look where the table is, and look where she is sitting. The cup is a good 5-6 feet from the table and the chair doesn't fit near the table. Is she going to hold that cup and plate the whole time she drinks it? Too fat to even enjoy a latte comfortably. If she sets that cup down she wont be able to turn and reach it. No wonder she doesn't like going out. She is too fat to enjoy even the basic things in life.
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Dr. Gunt has found the cure for diabetes, y'all!

It's the miracle MLM fiber drink Unicity. (Don't worry, she is not trying to sell it to you, she just wants you to know that she can eat whatever she wants now).

"You can kind of eat whatever you want now if you think about it. Because the fiber coats your stomach and the food won't spike your blood sugar."

The mental gymnastics going on here to justify eating garbage is just mind-blowing. :story:

Do you think she is really this stupid? (I know, I know...)

Or is she just saying this bullshit so Salad will let her eat whatever she wants? And he really is stupid enough to buy into it.
 
What is going on here. Look where the table is, and look where she is sitting. The cup is a good 5-6 feet from the table and the chair doesn't fit near the table. Is she going to hold that cup and plate the whole time she drinks it? Too fat to even enjoy a latte comfortably. If she sets that cup down she wont be able to turn and reach it. No wonder she doesn't like going out. She is too fat to enjoy even the basic things in life.
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You're all just jealous goyse, she has a portable table wherever she visits. I must say, whatever chair she's dumped herself onto, A+ for the chair.
 
You're all just jealous goyse, she has a portable table wherever she visits. I must say, whatever chair she's dumped herself onto, A+ for the chair.
As she was panning her camera phone around the café, I kept looking at the chairs, thinking, "Nope, that one's too small...so's that one...wait, there's two right next to each other; maybe they can accommodate her..."

Vast, obviously-dying pooner deathfat Juliana Aprileo wrote a blog a while back instructing thin and smallfat allies on how to make sure a restaurant was fully deathfat-accessible and comfortable before inviting your favorite buttergolem out to eat, as well as what measures to take to ensure said buttergolem had a shame-free experience while eating whatever they want. This café in Kuwait would clearly not pass muster, LOL.
 
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Her smile doesn't reach her eyes. Is she even smiling? There's just something about the way her lip curls feels like it's curling in contempt. She looks so angry to me, but like a very specific kind. The kind of anger someone who's hit rock bottom and only has themselves to blame has. IDK I've been over this stupid Kuwait arc for forever at this point, and I'm just wanting something interesting to happen.

We're probably reaching a boiling point soon here I hope?

Anyways, she would put people in a hostage situation to shame with expression.
 
If Lord Beetus doesn't get her, the heat sure will. It's not unheard of for Kuwait to hit 50C (~120-ish for us Burgerlanders, and no.....there is no such thing as "dry heat" above 115. BTDT, shaddup about it if you've never experienced that for yourself.) Those black polyester tarps don't help the situation, either.

IDK, maybe all three of those things (diabetes, heat, tarps) will tag team her this year. I don't recall her getting Tomato Face before when she was hurpling around, or grimacing as much when she oozes down the street. If the AC in the fartbox goes down in the next few months, she's going to be suffering if she or Salah can't find a hotel they can afford until it's fixed.

Have some more hubcap rice and turds, Chinny. Be sure to wash it down with a diet drink. That always helps!
 
Can someone point me in the right direction for this list of hers? I am most fascinated by how entitled she is towards her partners.
Just look at content from the Tinder dating arc, when it became clear (although not entirely to her) that Nader had dumped her for good. It pretty much starts in early June of 2022 up until she is betrothed to Sally in October.

She thought she had her pick of any guy she wanted, you see, and it was always based on looks (except for the one SHE decided not to pursue because "he looks like Bob Hoskins"). The common denominator was that they were all either brown immigrants in Canada or romance scammers living in other countries and they all WANTED her. There were times when she mused about how she was going to juggle them all.

The thread during that period is a good read. @Tangerine Dreams did us the great service of keeping a tally of most of them, be they real, fake, or of unknown status. https://kiwifarms.st/threads/chanta...e-foodie-beauty.36883/page-6774#post-12985075
 
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