I think we all know how she feels about high protein, low carb.
Here we go:
She literally serves herself portions enough for at least two people. At this rate she'll be in the hospital in no time with another cyst pain attack. I hope they let her film there. Hospital food mukbangs, no doubt.
Okay, so I finally made myself watch from beginning to end. Her breathing freaks me out but I wanted to be able to participate meaningfully in this thread so I did my best to tune it out.
But goddamn that was absolutely grotesque. Dressed up like she's going to a nice restaurant so she can gobble in her apartment. That insane black background that blends in with her hair color so that she sort of looks like a deformed head swallowing things. The plate at chin-level to hide her body and to make it easier to shovel food into her gaping gullet. Those fucking hoop earrings that are supposed to be oversized but on her look almost normal. The nails that look like painted Fritos affixed to overstuffed, raw chicken sausages.
Then the food orgasms begin. When she takes the first bite of that pickle thing she begins to do the eye roll into the back of her head thing she's so well known for but she restrains herself because she reads here and now knows how obscene her reactions to food are to the sane among us.
Then she takes the first bite of her mac and cheese and meatloaf, and I counted three (THREE) aborted eye rolls as she tried to subdue her sexual response to what is essentially basic comfort food.
Then fuck me and my optimism because the patented Chantal look of regret she shows at the end of every binge came at around the 16:58 mark. I thought, "Okay, she just ate two massive servings each of mac and cheese and meatloaf accompanied by pickles and a fizzy soda, surely she is done if she is making the Chantal face of food regret." What a fool I am. Enter the pie.
Half the fucking pie is gone and I don't even remember what she said about it but we all know she ate it just before filming this video. Then, as if this is somehow normal behavior, she cuts the remaining half in half so she can eat a miserly, surely very healthy portion size of a quarter of a pie, of course covered in whipped cream, after cramming herself so full of gummy meatloaf and cheesy pasta that I actually felt like I needed to belch after watching it.
This is insanity. Absolutely nuts. Who has a whole fucking pie in their house when they live with a single roommate? Why does she think it's okay, even within the realms of fasting, to eat a quarter of a pie for dessert?
If she lives another five years it will only be because of the relative benevolence of the Canadian health care system.
