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


Amazing. She looks 260lbs from the back and then she turns sideways and bam! 450lbs.

Purely magical.


It's a top that is supposed to accentuate the breasts, while being flowy over the stomach.
On Chantal it missed the mark completely. She is wearing those pasties that can't keep up with those droopy boobs and her stomach comes out way past the breasts, and of course that top is 2 sizes too small, so it clings to her huge stomach, making her look like a huge beach ball.

My favourite part is how the top goes almost mid-thighs on the model, and Chantal being 5’1” you would expect it to look like a dress. But her fucking gut is so massive that it doesn’t even cover it all and isn’t even close to reaching the thighs.

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Amazing. She looks 260lbs from the back and then she turns sideways and bam! 450lbs.

Purely magical.

I've seen pregnant women like this before, usually younger women who started out pretty thin to begin with, who look exactly the same from behind even at 9 months pregnant. But it's downright bizarre that Chantal is somehow managing to carry 300+ pounds of extra weight and it's so enormously concentrated on her front, whereas her legs and butt look more like someone in the obese category than those of someone who is super-morbidly obese.
 
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Those high arched eyebrows don't do anything for her but make her look evil and crazy.

I think someone said she claims she does not shape them, bullsh*t. She probably thinks they make her look sexy.

No Chantal, nothing can make you look sexy. Stop doing things to your face that make you look even more cartoonish.

If Spock and a Horta had a love child it would be Chantal.

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There is something especially manic about someone getting their first tattoo on their chest. Seriously, what the fuck. That's like fucking before you have your first kiss. For women, eyes go directly to their chest when they first meet someone. Even Kat Von D won't get her chest tattooed because it's the first thing everyone sees. She is completely covered in tattoos otherwise.
For a while, about 15 years ago, it seemed pretty much de rigueur for dowdy, 30-something moms, freshly separated from their husbands, to go get a tattoo--usually a rose--somewhere on their chest/upper breast area before hitting the dating market again. White trash has always done it, and always will, but these were solidly, boringly middle-class women who had low- to mid-level office jobs and were into shit like scrapbooking.

I don't know if getting a regrettable, trashy tattoo is still a Thing for the "Live, Love Laugh" divorced soccer mom crowd, or whether they've simply shifted into drinking too much boxed wine, but I think of those women whenever I see Chantal's tattoo. They would have been so much better off doing as heir mothers (and possibly grandmothers) did, which was go get a radically new hair style. Because a regrettable hairstyle will grow out, and that ill-advised blonde dye job can be taken back to brunette, but trashy tattoos? Not so much.

Evidently she’s making something with whipped cream. Hopefully it isn’t going to be used as a prop in some lurid sex tale.

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I've been thinking all along that if she wants a 1920s dish, she could always make one of the crazy Jello salads that were all the rage. Electric refrigerators were a new invention, and thus very expensive and a status symbol, so one way to show off that you had one was to offer guests an elaborate gelatin- based dish that required refrigeration in order to make it (especially during the heat of summer). The postwar era was the heyday of horrific Jello concoctions, but they got their start in the '20s.
 
For a while, about 15 years ago, it seemed pretty much de rigueur for dowdy, 30-something moms, freshly separated from their husbands, to go get a tattoo--usually a rose--somewhere on their chest/upper breast area before hitting the dating market again. White trash has always done it, and always will, but these were solidly, boringly middle-class women who had low- to mid-level office jobs and were into shit like scrapbooking.

I don't know if getting a regrettable, trashy tattoo is still a Thing for the "Live, Love Laugh" divorced soccer mom crowd, or whether they've simply shifted into drinking too much boxed wine, but I think of those women whenever I see Chantal's tattoo. They would have been so much better off doing as heir mothers (and possibly grandmothers) did, which was go get a radically new hair style. Because a regrettable hairstyle will grow out, and that ill-advised blonde dye job can be taken back to brunette, but trashy tattoos? Not so much.


I've been thinking all along that if she wants a 1920s dish, she could always make one of the crazy Jello salads that were all the rage. Electric refrigerators were a new invention, and thus very expensive and a status symbol, so one way to show off that you had one was to offer guests an elaborate gelatin- based dish that required refrigeration in order to make it (especially during the heat of summer). The postwar era was the heyday of horrific Jello concoctions, but they got their start in the '20s.
Awwww I figure she would like ice box cake but it's a decade too late, they were introduced in the 30s. Definitely Jell-O...
 
The "flowy" top would have been a poor choice even if it fit. She thinks by having it loose on the bottom, it covers up the sins. But having it tight under the boobs and then "flowing" over the stomach just accentuates the bowling ball affect. She just needs to concede to wearing shirts that fall straight from the shoulders. But that's not sexy

Of course she got the tattoo in a manic, impulsive frenzy. I also think she was momentarily attracted to some girl and decided she must be a lesbian (I don't believe her saying she is bi. She just wants to show how cool she is. eye roll) and so she was going to give herself a stamp.

I bet the sequined dress was intended for the 1920s mukbang.


Yes, and I think she also thought it would be the perfect thing to wear on dress-up night on her vacation in the DR. Of course it doesn't fit because that was a plan for 100 less pounds from now.
 
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