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

She said she could live in a dirt hut as long as she’s with her “pretend” family.
Please let it happen.
You think we’re actually going to see that?

He probably has the thought process of a gambler. He keeps losing over and over but it makes him more determined. He's lost so much, surely the pig will pay out now.
Sounds like BMJ, but nowhere near as entertaining.
 
She moved to Syria. From Canada. At this point even a Somalia beeze is on the table.
Excuse me Mr./Ms. Asshole, but can you imagine? Shed eat in front of starving children.
edit to add: she ate in front of starving cats and then eats like she hasn't had food in minutes in Syria :story:
 
It's not as bad as people say it is Goys. You don't know unless you've been here. IMG_3166.webp
 
So Chantal said something stupid and interesting the other day, kind of in passing. She suggested that she "thrives in chaos" which is provably untrue but does suggest she doesn't even understand herself why she would choose Syria over Canada.

Fortunately for her she's not the only person to exhibit this kind of behavior so we can at least reflect and demystify even if she can't.

Chantal does not thrive in chaos. She cannot handle even the slightest of life's hurdles BUT chaos does offer something peace doesnt: distraction and hope.

Have you ever met someone who moves around constantly even though they bitch and moan about what a pain packing and changing their address is?
They dislike the process but always seem to find fault where they are and will move even if it means being in a worse location or losing amenities.
This is usually because this person is depressed or otherwise deeply unhappy in their own life, but moving is such a big process that it serves as a fantastic distraction, especially given how time sensitive moving usually is, and actually doesn't allow them to think about the other, larger issues in their life. It's easy to say "I'll deal with that once I'm settled in" but it turns out those problems are no easier to deal with once you have settled in.
It's also an ordeal of great promise; a new place can mean a fresh start (and that fresh start will totally happen this time) as well as being away from all the outside problems that were totally holding you back before (in reality these are all inside problems but these are the lies people tell themselves).

Anyone here who hangs out in the GRS/SRS or any of the trans threads may also recognize this pattern with trans surgeries and their cope; they're unemployed, single and unlikeable because they don't have big fake breasts or chopped up genitals and their whole lives will change once they get that surgery.
But once they do and they're now unemployed, single, unlikeable and have a hole where their dick was that smells constantly of feces, they can take a good hard look at their life, their choices and themselves as a whole OR they can blame their jawline. Yeah that's it, it's because their jaw doesn't pass and it will all turn around once they've recovered from THAT.

Both these scenarios involve never letting the dust settle because once it does it's just you and your thoughts, and if you're a miserable person that's agonizing. It's even worse so if you're too stupid, spoiled and/or narcissistic to work on yourself to improve at all.
It's much easier to move the goal posts, blame something external and kick the dust back up to stay nice and busy and blind.

So TLDR; Chantal makes herself miserable with chaos and noise while telling herself it will all be better once things calm down because the alternative is being miserable in the quiet and having no one/nothing to blame but herself, and no way out but to fix herself.

(Am mobile fag today, may edit if autocorrect slipped some weird shit in)
 
Also she's too lazy to mend things, so she just tosses the old tarps and buys another temu haul. Can she even get deliveries where she's at? If not, I'm looking forward to seeing how ratty she becomes when she can't afford to throw her crap away.
She claims the building has no numbers, so even if they would deliver to Syria it would need to be to a place other than the hovel.

It's not the same foot.

Also those last two toes, the broken ones, are still extremely swollen. The fact that she can walk on them without being in a ton of pain suggests to me she can't really feel her feet.
Diabetic neuropathy situation type deal.
 
Late af, but... I can't believe she wants to dump bleach and perfume down the shithole.
The best part of this equation is that it’s got to be the fragrance that Natalie gave Gunt for Christmas.

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Imagine your sister pouring her Christmas gift down the toilet.
 
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So Chantal said something stupid and interesting the other day, kind of in passing. She suggested that she "thrives in chaos"
Chantal creates and lives in chaos. Her impulsiveness and sociopathic behavior leaves a trail of destruction for herself and anyone unfortunate to associate themselves with her.

She appeared somewhat grounded with Bibi, but I think that was all an illusion. No amount of moving, travel or flavor of the month man is going to change the internal issues she suffers from.

Imagine your sister pouring her Christmas gift down the toilet.
This is par for the course behavior from her. Didn't she give her grandmothers blanket to Nader? All Foodie cares about is food and the appearance of some man claiming her.
 
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