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 was actually thinking the latter, because there’s no room for chance.

Some sort of reverse Body Dysmorphic Disorder? Such that instead of perceiving a normal body as ugly/fat, her self-image is pretty much what we see in her ‘shopped fat girl angle selfies.

Reverse Body Dysmorphic Disorder is real and most fatties, but especially Chantal, suffer from it.
I blame social media.
In the old days, you looked in the mirror and you knew what you saw was what you got. Nowadays people like Chantal filter themselves to the gods and think "hey, I'm actually kind of cute, there's room for another Wendy's menu."
 
Imagine being such a shut-in gluttonous loser for so long that now 95% of your human interaction comes from drive-thru cashiers. And your only sense of self-worth comes from your delusion that they are all hitting on you.

Her next storytime will be about a 16-year-old pimply McDonald's worker who took one look at her, had to have her, and they end up banging in her car behind the dumpster while "Pour Some Sugar On Me" plays on the radio . Chantal sings it to us to make sure we know what song she's talking about.

Of course, the McDonald's dude will smell like old beef and have a small dick.
Jesus that went in a weird direction
 
She thinks he flirted with her over a nickel? Ah no chile. See, working people ( a concept she doesnt understand) have jobs to do and they want them done quickly. Its not worth the nickel to the business to waste the time counting out the change. They just want your fatass out of their damn line as quick as possible.

Rate me autistic, but it's literally three quarters and two fucking dimes. If a cashier can't do that, they're a shit cashier.

It's more likely he was out of change. Or was a retard. Or both, I guess.

Still not flirting, however.
 
She's at a part in her live right now talking about how she has a problem with always clogging toilets and one of her subs said she should just, "flush as she goes." I cannot begin to fathom how huge and rock-hard her shits have to be if she's constantly breaking innocent toilets. She needs a custom-made industrial shitter. Bitch is on another level of disgusting.

Hemorrhoids here we come! Wonder how Chantal will handle that.
 
What happened to the sofa she repeatedly bragged about buying last year? I guess that was another lie. I wonder if Guinness tracks the biggest liars in the world?

edit: tricky Irish spelling

Once again, I can help with that. So, yea the sofa broke after Chantal sat her ass down in her 'corner' of the sectional sofa which caused them to buy a new one. If you look to the left of the photo, that section of the sofa, with the pillow like top? That's the new one. The section on the right was from the old sectional couch and Beebs insisted on keeping in so the cats wouldn't fuck up the new couch. Basically they kept it because Chantal can't fucking discipline her cats and he needed to prevent new shit from being fucked up.

I am also intrigued by Chantal using Immodium for IBS. IBS is usually not treated with that and IBS flare-ups are usually caused by ingesting a lot of dairy products - such as cheese. The woman makes her self sick and is too fucking stupid to realize it.

Steven Sushi also popped into the live stream last night. Seems Chantal hates reaction channels but it's okay for other Youtubers to hop on her non-monetized live streams to promote themselves by pretending to like her.
 
The archive for last night's stream is processing... hold tight Kiwis!
ETA: ARCHIVE: Let's Hang out! 12/03/2020
The file was Chantal-sized so I have to put it on MEGA, let me know if there are any issues!
 
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Chantal is live right now and just showed her couch. It looks like it went through a wood chipper
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What a depressing, distressing hovel. No personality. No charm. No colour. No life. Just a bleak, destroyed, infested mess.

Perfectly reflects our anti-heroine. I could swap out that description for Chantal and every last phrase would apply.

ETA: I know, I know, I've seen virtually her entire apartment over the years--we all have--but it never fails to deflate me when I see how utterly joyless and horrific her existence really is. Not even a goddamn plant in there to perk it up! A vase of fresh flowers! A stupid-ass colourful wall tapestry! A 90's band or movie poster! Anything!
 
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Rate me autistic, but it's literally three quarters and two fucking dimes. If a cashier can't do that, they're a shit cashier.
Wrong, instead of pestering the customer with a heap of loose change and maybe getting a stupid remark about it, you sometimes just give the rounded amount. Customer happier, you dont have to crawl around in the register, customer fucks off quicker, everyone is better off.
Only beginner and retard cashiers start discussions with the customer over pennies.
 
What a depressing, distressing hovel. No personality. No charm. No colour. No life. Just a bleak, destroyed, infested mess.

Perfectly reflects our anti-heroine. I could swap out that description for Chantal and every last phrase would apply.

ETA: I know, I know, I've seen virtually her entire apartment over the years--we all have--but it never fails to deflate me when I see how utterly joyless and horrific her existence really is. Not even a goddamn plant in there to perk it up! A vase of fresh flowers! A stupid-ass colourful wall tapestry! A 90's band or movie poster! Anything!
Doesnt bibi have a big ceramic type giraffe in there? Thats the only piece of decoration i ever remember and it is obviously his.

It will be so interesting to see her and peetz in their new hovel. She claims it is being painted and fixed up for them. Wonder how long it will take for them and the cats to destroy everything including the plumbing. What they dont destroy, their roaches will. It will be like an episode of hoarders except with a mukbang of gross food.

What floor is the new place on? Is it that place on the 4 th floor that she wouldnt even go in the elevator for? Wonder if she is trying to play a disabled aka fat card to get a place on the first floor?

If i were a tenant i would not want to be in the apt under her. Can you imagine the noise from her stomping and flopping herself around like an elephant, not to mention her frequent toilet issues. I cant even think about the disgust of having that animals toilet overflowing and raining down upon an innocent tenant below. Cuz you know she is too fat to reach the water shut off valve on the toilet, even if she knows where it is.
 
She got the idea of the donut chicken sandwich from the Farms just mentioned yesterday. What a twat

At the end she shows another food spread "for dinner". What happened to OMAD???? Did I miss a part where she says she's not doing that anymore? Since yesterday? So, so many questions

Chantal does OMAAT. One-meal-at-a-time. Because for a binge-eating-disorder, bingeing more often is better than only bingeing once a day. It helps with the cravings!
 
I know, I know, I've seen virtually her entire apartment over the years--we all have--but it never fails to deflate me when I see how utterly joyless and horrific her existence really is. Not even a goddamn plant in there to perk it up! A vase of fresh flowers! A stupid-ass colourful wall tapestry! A 90's band or movie poster! Anything!
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Don't sleep on this magnificent work of art that our Cultured Culinary Countess procured from Walmart.com to remind Bibi of of his homeland instead of, oh I don't know, having him bring home some actual handcrafted art from Senegal.
I wonder who is going to get custudy of this one-of-a-kind masterpiece when she moves out?
I am looking forward to seeing the exceptional mix of X-Men posters, Pier One clearance items and dumpster-diving craft projects that are going to be strewn about Chantal and Peetz's fancy new digs.
 
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Don't sleep on this magnificent work of art that our Cultured Culinary Countess procured from Walmart.com to remind Bibi of of his homeland instead of, oh I don't know, having him bring home some actual handcrafted art from Senegal.
I wonder who is going to get custudy of this one-of-a-kind masterpiece when she moves out?
I am looking forward to seeing the exceptional mix of X-Men posters, Pier One clearance items and dumpster-diving craft projects that are going to be strewn about Chantal and Peetz's fancy new digs.
I think she takes it with her to give the impression of being cultured.
 
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