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 will never understand why anyone in their right mind would allow a cat or pet to freely walk on their counters where they eat or prepare food. Knowing good and well she doesn't wipe it down, like she cares.. she lives in a perpetual state of filth.. Being a long haired cats I can only imagine how much hair gets into the food let alone fecal matter and other residue. Cats are clean (ish) creatures, but they can only do so much.. Chinny doesn't wash herself half the time, can't expect her to clean up after herself and the cats too..
 
The "topless selfies with Sam" pics, however, might point to another, very real kind of animal abuse.
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Did we ever figure out what this was in between her front teeth in the naked Sham pic?
 
Video: MUKBANG 먹방 SOFT PRETZELS AND BACON BEER CHEESE AND DRAGON BOAT APPETIZERS
Date: April 23, 2020 04/23/20


She has a new sign:
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Peetz has entered the chat. As has that huge second chin.
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Doctor Chantal thinks her red face is from the walk she took & the wind.
First of all, Chantal walks no where & second, she lies.

She's completely out of breath & red faced from high BP & the lung capacity of an 80 year old emphysema patient.

I'm still waiting for her to mention a biopsy for those nodules the CT scan found on her lungs. But she hasn't mentioned any doctor concerned by these nodules & possible lung cancer.

At this point, that's what will kill her, not Covid.

I have no idea what that abomination swimming in chocolate was, but it didn't resemble any crepe I've ever seen. Food trucks in NYC offer better crepes/waffles with different fillings than this place. Is it an actual business or a roadside stand? Looked awful. She couldn't even be bothered to get a knife. No, it must be inhaled immediately. She just finished is already dreaming of what she'll get next time. I guess Pure Kitchen & their juices & FRESH (she always emphasizes that word) foods is a distant memory.
Remember, this is a person who always tells us she really doesn't like/crave sweets. I would bet anything she licked that styrofoam clean.

Even at the end, she is out of breath.
One day she will just collapse.
I hope she's filming a LIVE when it happens.
I think she was lying about the nodules to get sympathy and superchats.
 
Of all the scents for men, of all the answers she could have given, of all the chances she had to show she isn't a decomposing bag of trash...Drakkar Noir.

A fragrance that was very temporarily, and thankfully, popular circa 1989. Dank, thick, offensive, cheap. Emanating from every adolescent guy in his Girbaud jeans and Benetton jersey top who hung out at the mall. In fact, it predated the unisex CK One, so even girls were bathing in it.

Drakkar Noir turns her on. If you can buy this stuff, it surely can only be on the discount shelf of Shoppers Drug Mart (a Canadian institution that is bottom-tier compared to my main gal, London Drugs). I don't know if this bottled garbage was a thing in the USA, but everyone from my toddler brother to my pipsqueak classmates smelled like a Dominican gigolo gone wrong for a quick second in 1989, thanks to Drakkar Noir.

I think Chantal is doing a very deep-troll bit of burlesque right now, because there is no way this is her reality.
 
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Of all the scents for men, of all the answers she could have given, of all the chances she had to show she isn't a decomposing bag of trash...Drakkar Noir.

A fragrance that was very temporarily, and thankfully, popular circa 1989. Dank, thick, offensive, cheap. Emanating from every adolescent guy in his Girbaud jeans and Benetton jersey top who hung out at the mall. In fact, it predated the unisex CK One, so even girls were bathing in it.

Drakkar Noir turns her on. If you can buy this stuff, it surely can only be on the discount shelf of Shoppers Drug Mart (a Canadian institution that is still bottom-tier compared to my main gal, London Drugs). I don't know if this bottled garbage was a thing in the USA, but everyone from my toddler brother to my pipsqueak classmates smelled like a Dominican gigolo gone awry for a quick second in 1989, thanks to Drakkar Noir.

I think Chantal is doing a very deep-troll bit of burlesque right now, because there is no way this is her reality.
The scent of a 1993 Ford Tempo and a Cross Colors rug shirt. Of course that’s what Chantal likes, she’s never mentally progressed past high school.
 
She's live, folks.


Highlights thus far:

says she will try and do a video all in french

planning a big grocery trip with peetz this weekend, asking for ideas on what to buy

isn't going to do a weight loss journey on youtube, not in the way she has before

buying stronger edibles online

claims not to get the munchies with edibles

she wishes she could smoke, but "my lungs are not great"

asks what's on a supreme pizza

launches out of her chair with a truly bizarre series of grunts
 
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