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 even decides to include that goddamn "shhh" tic in her written messages. Ugh.

I actually just laughed at that part because imagining her involuntarily ticcing in her written messages too is hilarious to me. At this point she self-parodies (though when has she not?).

Edit: I know she did it on purpose because she thinks it's funny (and it is, but not for the reasons she thinks). I just got a chuckle from the imagery of her doing it involuntarily.
 
No one is yelling at the other mukbangers because the other mukbangers didn't post a baby-voice, trembling-pitch vow not to eat out again during the Covid scare because a local McDonald's worker had come down with the disease and they were scared they might become ill if they continued with their current eating habits. Had they done so, then followed that promise with dozens of videos of them eating take-out and drive-thru fare, I suspect they'd be getting pushback as well.

I know most of y'all think her apartment is a shitty place to live, but I guess I come from very humble people because it didn't look that bad to me. It was clean, sort of streamlined so it would be simple to keep it clean. The hardest part of upkeep would be the carpeted stairs but you get a good hand-held vacuum and you're golden. White appliances are so easy to keep clean - just a wipe or two with a damp cloth, a good wipedown with cleaner when needed. With like ten minutes a day of tidying and clutter control, it would take an adult at most two hours each week to do a basic clean-up, top to bottom. With as little as both Peetz and Chantal moved into that place, it should be set up and functioning.

It's already looking grubby, though. We knew it would happen. We knew Bibi cleaned up after Chantal, that she's so stunted now that all she can think about is food and too physically debilitated to do much more than acquire food. But not even a month in - barely a week - and boxes for the pitiful amount of possessions she has are still in the middle of the floor. The only reason that lamp near the stair case will ever be moved is because she knows we see it and will put it away out of spite. Even though she keeps talking about grocery store runs, the fridge is a wasteland of takeout containers and beverage bottles. Chips on the counter but no fruit, that kitchen block a permanent and uncomfortable eating surface. I've seen squats that look more comfortable and well-equipped. Her idea of decorating is to hang two copies of the same print side by side, and she has absolutely no desire to feather her nest beyond that which needs to be done to facilitate her eating.

I say all of this because I wonder if there is still enough of a functioning human in her to understand how fucking terrible this is. To be as old as she is, to live like this, to have nothing in her life but food, to aspire to nothing but obtaining and eating food. For a second I wondered if her sad, groveling request that she and Bibi be FWB was her realizing how alone she really is, but I think it has more to do with inveigling her way back into the food rut she was in. She'd gorge, show her gorging, rage when people reacted to her gorging, shop for food, order food, eat the food and then recover from eating it, and that was her life. She liked it. She wants it back.

She doesn't want Bibi's love. She doesn't care about being in a relationship or building a life. She just wants his labor. She just wants to be back in a place that is already set up around her eating, with a person who takes care of all her non-food needs. She may end up in a new rut with Peetz but it's already clear he is not going to clean up after her or be her caretaker the way Bibi was. She's going to have to clear out her head for thoughts that do not include food and rebuild her wrecked body for activities more realistic than prancing about in Jamaica in a fat-kini or obtaining size 7X lingerie and "dolling herself up." And she is panicking because she has zero desire to do a fucking thing other than eat and resents the idea that her time might be taken up with the mundane details most adults handle without a second thought.

Chantal is edging into sad cow territory for me. Unless something catastrophic happens that manages to interrupt her gorging long enough for her to understand that the end is nigh, the end really is nigh.
 
I’d be more then willing to laugh at her at a fast food place but that would require her to actually get out of her car. Risking the horrid punishment of people staring at her. Anyway, I doubt she has the strength to accurately throw wrappers at anyone with arms the size of a Christmas goose.

In short, lol she fat.
 
Bibi breaking up with her I think, hit her on 2 fronts. As mentioned just above, now she has no one to deal with the many mundane details of daily life. No way Peetz is going to fill that void. Secondly & for now anyway, people don't dump HER, How DARE Bibi end the relationship when that's not what SHE wanted? The more that sinks in, the more she's going to rage eat. I think that will also manifest in more openly bizarre behaviours.

No, that apartment isn't that bad & again as pointed out, easy to keep not just tidy but clean. It's set up for efficiency & it's not as if it's crammed floor to ceiling with overly large furniture. Hell, they don't have much of anything in there. She won't get a table & chairs; why would she when she can chow down at the island with fridge & sink conveniently just a turn of the chair behind her?

I wonder how long it will be before Bibi is tired of being brought to heel & told to "Sit! Stay! Eat!"? He might find it amusing the first week or 2 but after that? Doubt it. I also wonder how long it's going to take before she interrupts his work from home routine, wanting him to run up & down stairs to open doors to delivery folks, take out garbage, etc.? Call centers are anal about the time you put in & I understand even your bathroom breaks are rationed. Working from home isn't going to change that - he still has quotas to make within his allotted working time.

She's ridiculously defiant of any reasonable advice or cautions from people. It does bother her or she wouldn't chimp out about it.

Lost cause with an increasingly shortening lifespan.
 
Chantal is edging into sad cow territory for me. Unless something catastrophic happens that manages to interrupt her gorging long enough for her to understand that the end is nigh, the end really is nigh.
Something catastrophic did happen. She had a hysterectomy. She gorged up until the day of the operation and started gorging again immediately after. Nothing is going to change her. She deserves whatever happens to her. But unfortunately, she is like one of the cockroaches she co-habitated with. It will take a lot to take her out.
 
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yup. you said it Barbie.

ETA: I went back to see if there were more comments and noticed something hilarious.

When I took the screen shot of Barbie's comment, this was there as well.
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Has anyone noticed how Chantal is always "confused" about what food she bought? Like, she'll pull out a bag of McDonalds and be like, "So I think we have," *pulls out a big mac, "a big mac, yeah, a big mac." Lol BITCH! She is so trifling!!! She knows exactly what she ordered! She probably even knows the price of her favorite order. It reminds me of when a parent finds their teenager's stash, and the little degenerate is like, "I don't know I think that... that's weed?" Fuck out of here with your guilt!
 
Has anyone noticed how Chantal is always "confused" about what food she bought? Like, she'll pull out a bag of McDonalds and be like, "So I think we have," *pulls out a big mac, "a big mac, yeah, a big mac." Lol BITCH! She is so trifling!!! She knows exactly what she ordered! She probably even knows the price of her favorite order. It reminds me of when a parent finds their teenager's stash, and the little degenerate is like, "I don't know I think that... that's weed?" Fuck out of here with your guilt!
She probably orders so much shit that she can’t tell what’s what in the bag
 
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