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

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Why does she seem to resent him ? When he said the studio Ghibli thing I saw her face and she had to inject how because of corona it might take longer to build. She makes faces when he speaks of what he would have wanted to be someday. This is such a bad toxic friendship/boyfriend stand in situation. Chantal seems irritated the entire meal. The dating question, when she added in what age woman did he want she had the fury of 1k devils and a snide look on that fat mug. Hmmm, did Peetz actually talk to some younger female since he asked that on Twitter ?
Chantal doesn't respect James. Yes, this fuckin' weebles-wobble-but-they-don't-fall-down bully thinks he is beneath her. The whole time she was seething because it wasn't about Chantal, it was about James. She was rolling her eyes, trying to shut the video down because it was too much for her to edit, constantly staring at herself in the view finder, ugh she's so vain and gross. I guess she is right to be a bit jealous, James was actually kind of charming in this video. He was politically correct when answering questions about Chantal (Smart for an autist), he said he's only interested in women his own age, and the things he liked about Chantal were endearing- her laugh, smile, and that she's fun.
 
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So...the food in the healthfood graveyard is getting gravier. Instead, she's gonna tuck away a breakfast that would make Amberlynn throw up. I mean, everyone has half a loaf of bread with a Belgian waffle, right?

And as if the Belgian waffle by itself weren't enough, she pours goddamned maple syrup on TOP of it. Lady, there is no excuse...

In addition to the waffles, butter, strawberry syrup and maple syrup and her thick slices of toast, she also has a mound of hashedbrowns, bacon, eggs and sausages. I can't imagine why she isn't having a bowl of Froot Loops on the side.

She blows off the whole plant-based thing in one fell swoop as she admits being crabby to Peetz yesterday... (Gee, and I got tagged 'optimistic' for predicting that. I know our gorl)

Her ill-defined despair is gone; she is giggly and salivating. Peetz appears as little more than a trolly-looking halfwit.

She deserves it though. She was a hero. She helped save Rina's cat's life all day. She she is hungry and she deserves a reward. (I am confused about the timeline here, because this was clearly filmed the same day as the makeover video)

She puts ketchup on her freakin' sausages as she confesses eating Peetz' pizza yesterday (why are they in the same clothes? I am lost...) She looks like an absolute psycho as she tells him, getting squinty-eyed and curling her lips, baring her teeth...

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She then fucking tics after she fesses up about the pizza. I have no idea what she tic-says but it's something like "Not if I been beezin'" in that tic voice she has, but only "beezin'" is clearly intelligible. Peetz ignores it. She seems unaware immediately after, and puts ketchup on the hashedbrowns. The Heart Attack Grill would ask you to sign a waiver for that breakfast...

So the Q&A starts...

Second question is "is there anything Chantal does that gets on your nerves" "Wait wait!", shouts Clotso excitedly. She wants to guess what fucked up thing she does. This oughta be good... But no, she only stops him so she can do a fake "shhh" and give an autistic "sign language" version. She thinks this catchphrase will make her The Fonz I guess, to use an archaic example.

She then orders Peetz to be kind as he answers the question, as she flails at the pancake with her knife and fork, her chins flapping.

Peetz dodges the question. Chantal demands an answer. Peetz, choosing his words carefully and walking on eggshells says "sometimes, you can be...a little much" Chantal gives a weezy, rehearsed mock exclamation of shock and bemusement at the absurdity of such a claim...

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Fingers in her mouth, maw gaping open, fat flubbering around. She has always been beastly, but she really looks scary-crazy-bizarre these days... She leans back and gives him a sideways look that says "you must be kidding, right?" which seems to surprise Peetz, who laughs uneasily and emits a "wha--?" Then there is an edit, and Chantal loudly announces "All right, next question!!!" Even such a timid and fair remark by Peetz set her off it seems. Never criticize the Queen.

Peetz says there's no difference to how they live now as to before. Clotso seems to be monitoring his answer very closely, nodding when he says the right thing, and tells him "that's good!" It's almost like this is some kind of weird public relations survey she is doing through Peetz, and Peetz had better give the right answers.

Peetz's favorite vacation was one of the times he went to Scotland. The last time was when he was 14, 22 years ago.

Listening to his answers, I really think he is on the spectrum or has something else really wrong with him. He thinks he might be on the spectrum too. I wonder how much Chantal might be taking advantage of him. He is far more autistic than she is.

He admits it is difficult for him to talk to people he doesn't know.

Chantal thinks that people from California, Hollywood eat only Pinkberry with salad greens on it.

Peetz gets a couple of cracks in about Clotso's "stubbly little legs" and even goes so far as to say "even if you lost the weight, you still got those stubby little legs"

Peetz is asked to name his three favorite things about Clotso, and she gives this idiot pose:

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Note that she polished off that entire breakfast and is down to remnants of her waffle. Peetz is at a complete loss for words, but Clotso won't let him off the hook. He throws out "fun", "her laugh", and after a struggle, "you help me a lot" and "you cook" She lets him off the hook then "there ya go, you already named three", she says magnanimously.

Around this time, Clotso seems to be getting heartburn and starts emitting burps. She finishes up the last of her waffle (whole meal gone in about 15 minutes), and immediately gets that sad, depressed look she gets when the food is gone. She clutches at her Coldest Fatso Water Bottle.

She is silent for an extended period, burping softly and looking increasingly miserable. Peetz drones on and on, and she looks at the camera in utter dejection.

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She seems to be having some kind of heartburn issue or something, but Peetz snaps her out of it when someone asks if she steals his food. "I guess I have to give no comment here" Peetz says pointedly, the most direct thing he has said to her all video. She looks like she wants to laugh, but also looks weirdly chastened, but protests with a loud, "well.." It comes out that Peetz indeed hides his snacks in his room. "They knew what the answer was", she says. (memo to Chantal: we know more about you than you even know)

Now we know what happened to Peetz' bag of Ruffles. Clotso ate it. Right from the glutton's mouth. Now she thinks it is hilarious, and gives her wheezing laugh.

Peetz drones on and on, while Chantal mostly looks bored, depressed, or just dopey. She's only barely listening; something else is on her mind.

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This boredom never lets up. She laughs a few times, makes some pointless remarks, but mostly is silent as Peetz drones on and on and on. Note to YouTube creators: try not to look so bored in your own video, especially if it is your own fucking idea.
 
Peetz is asked to name his three favorite things about Clotso, and she gives this idiot pose:

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Note that she polished off that entire breakfast and is down to remnants of her waffle. Peetz is at a complete loss for words, but Clotso won't let him off the hook. He throws out "fun", "her laugh", and after a struggle, "you help me a lot" and "you cook" She lets him off the hook then "there ya go, you already named three", she says magnanimously.

The struggle is real. How hard can it be to think of few things you like about a supposed friend??? 😂
 
Not sure what's more frightening..The fact that she ate that mountain of food in 14 minutes.. The fact that she plopped strawberry syrup AND maple syrup on a waffle that could feed 4 people with nauseating amounts of sugar. She inhaled it like someone was going to take it away from her at gunpoint. And complains that the eggs aren't how she wanted. Bruh its quarantine, breakfast is the easiest thing to cook, stop being a lazy fuck and make your own over easy eggs. Around 34 mins she says she has heartburn. I guess that answers my previous post. This bitch is moronic as fuck to treat her body like a waste dump and then feel like shit only to do it all over again.
 
I'm raising my hand right now to the question that nobody asked ("Okay, how many of us now find Peetz kind of endearing and feel a bit sorry for him?"). Amazing what a shorn face can do to bring out his vulnerability and lack of guile. My eight-year old niece is shrewder and more jaded than that guy.

His answers definitely underscore the fact that he truly has something going on with him, and I hope that the therapy he has been seeking--as well as the inevitable onslaught of attention he's now going to get from Chantal's viewers--give him a bit of self-worth and he wakes up one morning and asks himself, What the absolute fuck am I doing here? It will never happen, of course, but for ol' Peetz to actually meet a girl and move out of the hovel he's sharing with Chantal, a private desire that he mused on out loud as her fork kept loading food into her double-wide mouth, would be extremely satisfying.

Unfortunately, I only half-caught all of his replies to the Q & A, because I was utterly transfixed by the way she hauled on that breakfast spread. Based on the thumbnail, I thought it was going to be a meal for two, the sharing of waffles and whatnot as Peetz cheerfully answered questions. Silly, silly me. If there is food in front of Chantal, it is not to be shared. It was a steady, nonstop inhalation of an enormous amount of grub, which is exactly what she wanted: He got to do the lion's share of the talking, and she could concentrate on ingesting these two heaping platters of chow, not having to be burdened down with fake storytelling or lectures on nutrition.

It was something else to witness, this one. And she didn't break a sweat or even let out a massive exhalation once she was finished. Honestly, if you had inserted a scalpel into Chantal's gut at the end of this video, nothing but food would have come sliding out of her sphere. Peetz needs to get a few bottles of Tribulus Terrestris, man the fuck up, and get the absolute h-e-double-hockeysticks out of dodge.
 
Peetz's top two criteria for his dream girl: "available" and "likes me". He doesn't have high standards but if he were able to find a girl who is sweet, cute, and whose fupa didn't need its own zip code, I bet Clotso would blow a gasket. Even though she says she would be okay if he started dating, we would probably see a huge bitchy McDonald's mukbang the day after Peetz brought a girl home. If his twin bed's squeakin', Chantal will be shriekin'.
 
This breakfast video was so fucking creepy, I had to turn it off. After watching this, I am now totally convinced Chantal and Peetz have never had sex. Not enough sex to create a pregnancy, at least.

Confirms my theory even more that the "abortion" sob story was horseshit. The layers of weirdness in this relationship go so much deeper than I ever imagined.

Or they are master trollers.
 
For once, she wasn't attempting to speak while gorging.. so she just went for it. I usually speed her up and it's still so slow, but because she wasn't talking, she just shoveled it in so fast! I actually paused to see if I sped it up because the eating to talking ratio seemed off, but I think this is the first time I've seen her just shovel it in while someone else talked. She scarfed that breakfast down like a bitch in heat.
 
Yeah, Jimmy comes off as really speddy to me and Fatso is 100% taking advantage of him. Also agree these two never had sex, at least anything that most people would consider sex.
Doubt the save Rina's cat story too. Rina has a job, Rina has a car, why the fuck would she need Chinny to help? Not for moral support, that's for sure. The blob only cares about one thing.
Oh, and--380, uh-huh, pull the other one ya blimp.
 
This video just reiterates the idea that James isn’t allowed to speak on any aspect of Chantal without her being there to moderate it; they both brushed off the tweet where he called her out about money but I bet she gave him a hell of a hard time about it (hence why he was so aggressive to the people who shared it). To him the people who exposed his bitching about her got him “in trouble” with her and he had to face the consequences, now he’s got more twitter attention and he’s under the same roof as the hog herself he won’t dare speak out about her.

She’s manipulated everything about this move to benefit her; it was HER cats that got to move in, SHE chooses what they eat most days with take out, SHE commandeers the kitchen at all times and now SHE controls how he speaks about her on her videos. She’s so scared of not being able to control the narrative about her and unlike Bibi, James isn’t opposed to talking on camera so he’s a risk for exposing her behaviours.
 
Chantal’s management of Peetz makes me wonder if he entered their relationship without too much more wrong with him other than being an Asperger’s case and a like of robust women. Had he initially dated a kind-hearted weeb, he’d be so much better off. I sense that Chantal destroyed his sense of self so profoundly that he can’t really break free from her. Lots of people return to mentally and spiritually abusive partners, so this isn’t uncommon, but this is some shit right here. Her ridicule and emasculation of Peetz is stark and it’s only been three weeks.

Since moving in with Peetz, Chantal has:
—stayed over at Bibi’s apartment the first night she moved out, leaving Peetz alone to order pizza
—permitted Bibi into their apartment during a pandemic, even if they practiced social distancing
—revealed that her cats cannot abide closed doors, forcing him to keep his door opened at all times
—refused to let Peetz bring his own cat
—instructed him on banana choice that he eventually just left the room without a banana
—had him shave his beard for her channel
—did his hair in a feminine style - that was no man-bun - and put makeup on him
—made it clear she wanders the second level when naked
—ate substantial amounts of his food
—not performed the cleaning she promised to do in exchange for Peetz’s household contributions
—not cooked to a meaningful degree in exchange for Peetz’s household contributions
—left the house often to scavenge for food, potentially bringing the virus back home with her because she’s gross and touches everything and unlikely to wear a mask because she hates being told what to do

This is just off the top of my head. Peetz may a soy cuck but even so it takes a lot of poor self esteem to tolerate this shit. It’s easy to believe she knocked the psychic shit out of him so hard when they dated that he’s an absolute head case, his possibly being on the spectrum notwithstanding. She really is a vile woman.
 
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