Chantal lives in her own personal cargo cult. If I buy the gadgets that influencers and good cooks have, and I arrange them in similar ways, and I plug them in a few times, the lifestyle will magically turn up as well! Appliances first, then the skinny weight-loss legend with glam cooking skills will manifest.
At least those people on the actual cargo cult islands had the work ethic to carve radio headsets out of coconuts and build model planes out of palm fronds. Chantal needs to work a lot harder if she wants the Skinny Legend Influencer Gods to notice her rituals and bestow gifts upon her.
This is such a bullshit reason, she was well enough to go parading around eating at several different food places in one day - she could have continued Vlogtober, it would have been horrendous granted but she could have still done it
What Chantal truly wants is a rascal scooter but is maybe too ashamed to accept it. People would laugh at her while calling her a hypocrite for mocking her "friend" Amberlynn for using them. Not like she could ever haul that thing up the stairs of the luxury villa and the pile of junk that serves as her bingemobile is also too small to accommodate something of that size. Being condemned to live life as a kitchen gargoyle and loitering in parking lots because even using a walker is too strenuous for your "bigger body" sounds like a dream to me.
What Chantal truly wants is a rascal scooter but is maybe too ashamed to accept it. People would laugh at her while calling her a hypocrite for mocking her "friend" Amberlynn for using them. Not like she could ever haul that thing up the stairs of the luxury villa and the pile of junk that serves as her bingemobile is also too small to accommodate something of that size. Being condemned to live life as a kitchen gargoyle and loitering in parking lots because even using a walker is too strenuous for your "bigger body" sounds like a dream to me.
This is such a bullshit reason, she was well enough to go parading around each at several different food places once a day - she could have continued Vlogtober, it would have been horrendous granted but she could have still done it View attachment 1695387
She used that walker in one video and decided that it didn't help her much. It still hurt her to walk and she was still struggling, but now she had a walker to drag with her too. It turned out to be not what she expected.
One problem she didn't expect to have with the walker was the stress it would put on her hands and arms.
The purpose of one of those rolling walkers is to help the user maintain balance, and give them something to sit or lean on if they really need it. But Chantal, being an idiot, didn't know that--she thought she could lean on it while walking, and it would support her weight, making walking easier. So she was leaning on it for support on that first stroll out by the airport, which put her wrists and forearms under a lot of strain, and that was more exhausting than an unassisted waddle would have been.
The only benefit to the walker was that it had a seat, so she could sit down whenever she got tired. If she had pushed it along without leaning on it, and used it as a portable seat, rather than as a type of assistive device it was never designed to be, she probably would have found it useful.
But hey, this is Chantal we're talking about, and since the walker didn't magically solve her real problem--weighing over 400 lbs--and thus make walking effortless, she lost interest in it.
On top of that, she had that episode at Orange Julep, where there was no drive-thru, and she had to walk up to the window--with her walker--in full view of all the other patrons, then stand and wait for her order, which she knew was enough for three normal people. From the way she told the story, it was obvious she felt incredibly self-conscious about it, and of being so massively fat, and of getting so much food. She was so stressed out by that, she could barely read the menu, and ended up ordering boring food she couldn't get excited about.
For a Narcissist, feeling humiliation like that is really traumatic; it's like their whole world is caving in, and they feel a sense of panic. So I think she ditched the walker, in part, because it was too closely associated with that unpleasant experience, and she couldn't deal with being reminded of it.
Au contraire, she smokes on occasion. She went to a casino back in January, I think, and she said she was smoking menthols all night. Wait. She went with a friend. Who was the friend?
If it was Rina, I expect she would have said so. I doubt it was James, because he's the sort who would be a total spergy killjoy by pointing out how stupid gambling is.
So either she was lying about going to the casino at all, or she went alone because she heard they had a great buffet.
Whew boy, when I woke up this morning, the first thing that came to mind was, "I haven't been lectured about troon politics in a while, where's Peetz?" View attachment 1694702
We have hit peak delusion in this particular cycle. Chantal has cycled back to replacing her current profile with a years-old picture, and in this particular case, three years and 150 pounds ago.
ETA: No new video tonight, Peetz has a date with his Funko pop collection. View attachment 1694867
So Chantal has bought a 6-cup Cuisinart--yet another total waste of money and a perfectly good appliance.
Hold my beer; I feel a sperg fit coming on:
Food processors are good for some tasks, but they're kind of a pain to clean, so for one to make cooking easier you've got to make/prep a large enough quantity of food at one time--that way, the speed of having the machine do it offsets the extra labor of cleaning the damned thing.
Chopping one onion? Not worth dragging out the Cuisinart, setting it up, cleaning it, and putting it away afterward--you can get the job done quicker and easier with a knife, even if your knife skills suck. If your knife skills are halfway good, the point at which the Cuisinart becomes a genuine labor-saver may be a dozen onions or more.
Seriously, most food processors--especially the smaller ones--get purchased by people who own shitty knives they throw in the dishwasher and never sharpen, and who have no knife skills to speak of. People like Chantal, in other words. They see it as a labor-saving device that will spare them so much tedious chopping, slicing, and shredding every day--until they actually try using, and then cleaning, it.
But if you buy good knives, learn to sharpen and store them properly, learn proper techniques, and consciously practice every time you cook, you'll never need a Cuisinart. You may decide you want one if you plan to regularly make large quantities of food at one time, but for day-to-day use, a 9" chef's knife and an immersion blender will do nearly all of the tasks people buy food processors for.
So Chantal's impulse-bought yet another appliance that will get used once, then relegated to a cupboard the moment she realizes it isn't magic, and won't transform her life or make her cooking any less boring and unpalatable. I'm beginning to wonder where the fuck she stores all of these things? Maybe part of her Halloween decor should be a Kitchen Appliance Graveyard.
He's a low-status man, low enough that he can't attract a woman who weighs less than 300 lbs. A woman with a thigh gap? Totally out of his reach. So it's all sour grapes, expressed in the crudest way possible.
And sure, he might not be all that picky, and maybe he's okay with fat women because it's better than being alone. But he wouldn't have thought to make that comment if he wasn't bitter over something he can't have. Guys who genuinely love fat women don't make that kind of comment; they're too busy enthusing over what they like to bother mentioning what they don't.
The episode with the walker was hilarious. I still can't believe she uploaded the video and willingly showed the world she is a 36 year old who needs a walker cause she ate herself to the size of a small planet.
Found this little gem. If it doesn't time stamp, start at 5.30
She talks about a guy who passed away because of how much he ate. She mentions that he was "close to 600 lbs, no exaggeration.". She stated that for lunch one day he ate a footlong sub double meat, a poutine, and an onion ring and potentially a milkshake. She made a point to state that he ate within an hour lunch break. She then goes on to use phrases like "poor guy" to disassociate herself from his situation. She also continues to say, "It was just a lot of food" and "He was severely addicted to food, like, probably one of the worst cases I've ever seen".
Just to give a little insight, she is criticizing this deceased man's eating habits when they don't even compare to hers. Below is a guesstimate of what she deemed one of the worst cases she'd ever seen. I even added in a large milkshake for good measure.
If we can compare that to her "Sorry not sorry"McDonald's breakfast mukbang which she devoured in less than 28 minutes and it only took that long because she was talking the entire time.....
Catching up on the thread, and I'm actually a bit astounded at what a gigantic, crazy asshole she was in this one. Good find, @GunganQueen, she's told so many awful stories while shoving food into her gravyhole, it's getting hard to keep track of them all.
As she's shoveling fries in her mouth and hee-heeing while recounting her coworker's untimely death and the fact that he was a young father (his wife apparently also worked there too-I pray she hasn't seen this video), she interrupts her story to coyly pull her sunglasses down, check herself out in the mirror, yell out "SUNGLASSES MARKS!" and asks if we can hear the wind before getting back to her tragic tale.
At the end of her compelling story about this person (how he "tagged along" at lunch with Chantal and her boyfriend who I assume was Peetz- because apparently they were just SO fun to be around, how much he ate and what health issues she thought he might have had) she gently and sensitively informs us that:
"He ended up croaking, I was sooo shocked!". I assure you, we will be just as "shocked" when you croak, Clotso.
"Am I making you hungry?" she asks with a big grin.
I cannot fathom what on God's green earth inspired her to share this particular story while sitting in her bingemobile, shoving a Big Mac in her big fat gob. She is a mystery, stuffed in a too-tight-jean-jacket, covered in cat hair.
Some gadgets like a blender are things average people use daily, like to make a breakfast smoothie, but a fondue maker is something to bring out for an evening when you have family or friends over. It's nice to have, but it's not going to get the same level of use. Same with an air fryer that fits in a cupboard versus a metal deep fryer that could fit a turkey that you bring out from the garage once a year.
I really want to see Chantal use one of those xxl fryers, and I know for a fact you can buy them in Canada.
As she's shoveling fries in her mouth and hee-heeing while recounting her coworker's untimely death and the fact that he was a young father (his wife apparently also worked there too-I pray she hasn't seen this video), she interrupts her story to coyly pull her sunglasses down, check herself out in the mirror, yell out "SUNGLASSES MARKS!" and asks if we can hear the wind before getting back to her tragic tale.
This sort of tasteless behaviour is why her true crime videos are so disturbing, for reasons other than the actual crimes committed. The way she acts overshadows the crimes she is describing, which is horrifying in and of itself.
She doesn't need to do anything special for Vlogtober. Just do (and doo-doo poo-poo) you gorl, live your best beastly life.
This sort of tasteless behaviour is why her true crime videos are so disturbing, for reasons other than the actual crimes committed. The way she acts overshadows the crimes she is describing, which is horrifying in and of itself.
She would watch videos of people jumping out of the towers on 9/11, as well as videos of animals being slaughtered to try and stop herself eating meat (which failed miserably). The woman is practically devoid of empathy.
That was her story. I think more likely she was trying to "scare" herself into going vegan, because she is such a slave to meat-eating. Her big mistake (as always) was to lecture her audience about the evils of eating meat, and her assertion that she herself would never, ever do it again. She periodically gets comments that she should stop announcing something that she's "going to do," but instead do it quietly and only make it public when she has proven she can actually stick to it. Those are the people who eventually unsub when her enablers gang up on them for daring to make such RUDE comments, along with the ever-popular "If you don't like it, don't watch."
I can't stand women who act like an interest in true crime is edgy and different. It's one of the most mainstream interests in the world.
I'm real true crime trash, and I find that the interest gets more intense as I get older, so maybe some women are expressing that enthusiasm one gets when they discover a new fascination. But let's be real. Since the beginning of time, everyone has loved a salacious murder story. For one thing, human brains love puzzles, so we like seeing how detectives figured it out, or we like to speculate on unsolved mysteries.
Additionally, there is a "thank god it's not happening to me" feeling with true crime stories that makes some people feel better, but not in the sense that Chantal conveys. It's similar to how many people with anxiety like horror movies -- it gives their anxiety something to do instead of being purposeless stress. We all have an inherent risk of violence in our lives just by virtue of being alive, so true crime stories can kind of soothe the part of our brain that is on the lookout for predators. Since women are weaker than men, I think it follows that true crime has become a sort of feminine genre. I think even fictional mysteries as a genre tends to skew more feminine, with a few subgenres like noir that appeal more to men for different reasons.
All this is to say that being interested in true crime is an incredibly basic and normal thing for women, especially white women from boring towns who are less at risk of being victims of actual crime but still have at least a tiny inborn fear of it, due to the sad biological fact that we are on average weaker than any given man. It's not edgy or different for a woman to be fascinated with true crime...
But as usual, Chantal does everything wrong, and why her true crime videos were so reviled when PLENTY of youtubers pair true crime with comedy, makeup, or food. Its because she has zero empathy for victims. It's not a sense of "thank god it's not happening to me," it's more "hee hee I'm too smart for it to happen to me chomp slurp fart."
The way she talks about her coworker who died is disgusting... and that's someone she KNEW. And she still can't see the similarities in his eating too much and her eating too much. She's just special and inherently better because she's Chantal! Beauty bite! *cartoon fart sound*
I love how she estimates that he was probably 600 lbs, as if to make herself seem quite dainty and petite by comparison. Well I'm sure he was taller than her so lil Miss 5 ft tall 400 lbs needn't be so smug about it.
The average male height is 5ft 9 inches. So at 600lbs he would have a BMI of 88.
Meanwhile chinny is 5 ft and about 425 lbs (im being merciful in this estimate) comes in with a BMI of 83.
If she gets to 450 lbs, she will have the exact same BMI as a man who is 5ft 9 and weighs 600 lbs.
For all we know, she may already be there at 450.
Considering that she tells these tales of death with glee, I hope she understands that the tale of her own impending death will be just as gloriously hilarious. Teehee!
I love how she estimates that he was probably 600 lbs, as if to make herself seem quite dainty and petite by comparison. Well I'm sure he was taller than her so lil Miss 5 ft tall 400 lbs needn't be so smug about it.
