Chantal has decided to reinvent herself as an art critic, apparently. We all know how passionate she is about art.
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"I just don't get excited about going to Homesense and getting the vases or '
live, laugh, love' wall art that everyone else has", Clotso smugly declares.
That's funny, considering that not too long ago she mentioned on a livestream that she in fact
DID want one of those prints but that
Peetz wouldn't allow it.
You may just want to rethink things when
Peetz has better taste and sense than you do:
Another completely useless info that I remember from her livestreams and takes valuable space in my brain: she said that she wanted to buy one of those "Live, laugh, love" decorations to hang in the kitchen but Peetz vetoed it, and she said this unironically.
Why the fuck do I know this, honestly, I'm ashamed of myself.
Not that this should be in any way surprising to anyone that has followed Chinny's journey thus far, but even though she had a boyfriend who could have purchased her original artwork from Senegal, the pinnacle of her art collection has been the ugly, cheap, mass-produced print that she purchased from
Walmart to remind Malan of Africa:
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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.
If her venture into the art world is anywhere near as entertaining and "educational" as her dive into alternative healing, her journey into the
creamy and savoury culinary world, or frankly any of the pursuits she's briefly professed interest in and spent almost zero time researching, then I think we're in for a treat.
There's nothing quite as entertaining as watching Clotso pretend to be an expert at something she has no understanding of.
She so desperately wants to be seen as a cool and cultured influencer (who's also super-fun and
farts! TEE HEE) and it's a sad state of affairs when your gross neckbeard comicbook-obsessed roommate is somehow cooler and more cultured than you could ever be.
Edit: apparently tonight my typing skills are as bad as Clotso's French