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

If she moved in with her mother, she would be spoiled in the same manner she was as a child/teenager. I can just imagine her - bedbound and screaming the house down until mummy brought her some McDonalds to shut the cow up. I can actually visualize her throwing a monster-sized tantrum up in her bedroom while her family down below scurry around tossing pita pockets in the microwave to tide her over till UberEats arrives with the latest fast-food order.

But I digress... What I mean to say is, it's not nice to fool Mother Nature, and she eventually catches up with your arse and wipes it for you - right off the planet.
I have to disagree because I don't think Chantal's step-father would allow her to move into HIS home or tolerate her bullshit. IIRC, the biggest problem with Chantal and her childhood isn't that she was spoiled or coddled ... she simply wasn't wanted.

Despite being a planned teen pregnancy by her mom in hopes of trapping her looser alcoholic boyfriend, the fact of the matter is that once Chantal arrived into this world, no one wanted her. By that time, the boyfriend / biologic dad was long out of the picture (or at least one foot out the door) and suddenly, Momma Sarault is a single 17 year old mom to an infant ogress. She would rather go to school, date and party than stay home with a screaming child.

Chantal even admits that she was pawned off on her granny who, dealing with her own depression and mental heal issues, didn't want her and would turn on TV and dropped food in front of her. When Granny didn't want to deal her anymore, she got sent back to Momma Sarault who was more interested in dating guys (who also didn't want Chantal around, hence the story about the one boyfriend who either called her a name or told her to fuck off). When Momma was out doing whatever without Chantal, she stayed at an elderly neighbor's house after school.

No one ever wanted her.

As a pre-teen, her mom remarries and has Nat .... the new perfect wanted baby. The new family didn't want Chantal and she was shipped off to group homes and work programs.

The fact of the matter is no one really ever wanted Chantal and they most certainly do not want her now. She is the mangy stray that keeps coming around but you can't get rid of it because it still "belongs" to you.

Don't get me wrong, none of this is in sympathy for Chantal. She is a gross and horrible human being and has been since she was spawned. We all get dealt shit hands from time to time, but most of us learn from it and grow into better human beings because of it. But not her, she will die alone in her squalor surrounded by filth and food because that is her choosing station in life.
 
She's announced the giveaway winners
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She is utterly insane she buys and buys and does not save ever,

What does she have to save for? It's not like she has an old age or retirement to worry about.

Just imagine it. As a young spinster, sometimes I worry about being a frail old lady with no one to take care of me-- in an abstract, decades from now, who knows what will happen before that kind of way. Imagine being 36 and having that worry be immediate, within a few years. If Peetz leaves her, if her family won't let her move back in, she is at risk of falling off the toilet tomorrow and not having anyone around to call 911. It's amazing to me that it took super extreme deluxe mega fatty disease for her to start to take this remotely seriously. Honestly, being eaten by your cats is not the worst fate that could befall someone, but if it happens when you're under 70 that's pretty pathetic.

OTOH... A lot of people her age are stuck in a stressful limbo-- it's hard to save adequately for the future, and the uncertainty of the future brings into question how meaningful it is to actually save. And if you want a family, you're running out of time to start one and have to make that decision now. There are a lot of factors that go into your big economic decisions-- spend it and enjoy your life now, or save for a future where your savings might get wiped out in the next inevitable economic crisis? Put it aside for your children or invest in survivalist training so they can survive a worst-case scenario climate change world? Stay in your shitty job that doesn't pay enough or risk switching careers, as many people want to do in their 30s?

Maybe Chantal has it all figured out. Spend it all on fast food, gorge yourself beyond all sense and obliterate those worries, die young and leave a not too ugly in the face (with makeup and hair soot on) corpse.


Give me all the rainbows, but I truly wish her well. There is part of me that really does want her to sort her shit out. But I suspect it's bigger than the part of her that really wants to sort her shit out. I'm sad on the internet today, I guess.

I'll be back to normal in a few days when she posts a hilariously terrible exercise video, those are my favs.

She sizes out of her new clothing pretty quickly because she buys a size or two smaller than she should be wearing, so, even if they do fit (barely) at first, as some of those shirts she bought back in October, she'll put on just enough weight they actually stop fitting entirely.

I've never seen someone waste so much money on clothes she won't ever wear again.

At least she's not an insufferable SJW like some of the other deathfats while also driving an industry that is among the most exploitative towards humans and destructive towards the environment. Fast fashion is a necessity for a lot of people who don't make enough money to invest in good clothes, but the SHEER AMOUNT that she and ALR go through is absolutely mind boggling. I guess it's good that she can donate them with hardly any wear-- one of her shirts could easily sleep a single mom with two kids like a makeshift sleeping bag-- but I also don't want that poor family to get C diff so I'm not sure what to root for here.
 
She's announced the giveaway winners
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Not sure that's the most secure way of verifying the winners. One of her dirtbag followers is sure to create a sock email address with one of those names and cash that dollar before the real person claims their prize.

This has potential to be quite entertaining.

ETA: Looks like she's not sending the money till the 22nd, so she has time to get everything/everyone sorted by then. Still don't have complete confidence in her though.
 
She's announced the giveaway winners
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"I wouldn't be where I am today with this channel and it means so much to me" [sic]

In other words, without the devotion of her claque of lonely, fat, smelly worshipers, she might have a job, more friends, Bibi, a lower weight, and she might not even be ready to die from multiple potentially fatal ailments. w00t!! Thank you my pretties, here's a hundred bucks for helping me kill myself and helping me turn myself into an international laughing stock. I know I told you someone gave me more money to pick extra winners, but you'll have to make do with just one extra winner,

Actually, her fans have helped her get nowhere; fewer than 10% of her viewers claim to actually like her, and I suspect it is closer to 5%. It is the haydur nation, and a little hangout called Kiwi Farms that has done the most to keep her in Torrid money. So, before you drop dead Clotso, let's have some gratitude. You can send the hundred bucks to null; he could use it.
 
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You can send the hundred bucks to null; he could use it.
Fuck that. If she wants to get us a nice Christmas present, she should invest in a monstrous afro wig to put on for the next Charlie Gold chimpout, or just get the hundred bucks in one dollar bills and do a money mukbang, ranch included. That's how you, ahem, give back to the community.

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Giveaways are regulated by the government of Canada, and especially if any of those winners are in Quebec, most giveaways in Canada exclude them for a reason

74.06 A person engages in reviewable conduct who, for the purpose of promoting, directly or indirectly, the supply or use of a product, or for the purpose of promoting, directly or indirectly, any business interest, conducts any contest, lottery, game of chance or skill, or mixed chance and skill, or otherwise disposes of any product or other benefit by any mode of chance, skill or mixed chance and skill whatever, where

  1. adequate and fair disclosure is not made of the number and approximate value of the prizes, of the area or areas to which they relate and of any fact within the knowledge of the person that affects materially the chances of winning;
  2. distribution of the prizes is unduly delayed; or
  3. selection of participants or distribution of prizes is not made on the basis of skill or on a random basis in any area to which prizes have been allocated.
  • Determination of reviewable conduct and judicial order
 
Is she sitting in her kitchen with only a bra covering her upper body? If there was ever a time to feel sorry for Peetz, this might be it.
Eta: Hopefully it's a tank top.
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Damn, she just never looks good in anything now. And has she gotten so big that it's impossible to hide those chins? Like, she has no neck. Just a chin sitting on top of several other chins. It's so unfortunate.

Chantal isn't an annoying SJW? HA! Just give it time. This woman grabs on to any social justice campaigns that benefit her. Body Positivity, Fat Acceptance, HAES, Anti-Body Shaming, Anti-Diet Culture, and the list goes on.

And I suspect that once she walks these diagnoses back, she will be right back on the bandwagon of any of those movements I mentioned above. Give it time. She's a fat hamster on a wheel, a beach ball, and a hamplanet, and it's only a matter of time before she comes back in full rotation.
 
You don't even have to pay for therapy in Canada, I don't know about Ottawa but in my city there are all kinds of mental health programs that can hook you up on the government's tab if you want. There is probably a small waiting list and finding an eating disorder specialist can be difficult, but if Chantal is as medically fucked as she's saying she'd be considered a priority. Plus, if worse came to worst, she can easily drive farther out, after all she can do it for shitty french fries. Private therapists that only take cash or really good private insurance do exist here, no idea if they're better than the ones who bill the government, but paying just because you're too fucking lazy to make use of the services that are thrown at you every time you end up in the ER for psych issues is really fucking dumb. Therapy won't do jack shit so it's a moot point.
I was going to mention that unless she goes private the therapy is free. The waitlist can be anywhere from 3-12 months depending. If she were high risk or already in the mental healthcare system, it may be pushed through and prioritized over those newly applying.

The problem with her vs. therapy is that she wouldn't go through with getting properly diagnosed. She'd have to do paperwork and interviews, and it wouldn't be easy for her to fake the "right" answers to get the trendy diagnoses she'd want.

I don't believe she has clinical depression either, but just situational. Hardly any of what she spews correlates with that self diagnosis.
 
There’s commentary on her walking back her health journey. And I agree she will not lose the weight. But the stuff she has will only get worse with each walk back. Honestly, I don’t know how amberlynn or Jen are not as sick as Chantal. Maybe they do a better job of hiding it. But for whatever reason Chantal is really, really sick and going downhill fast. The fatty liver she could probably ignore for a few more years. The spleen maybe she could ignore for a few more years. But holy fuck how many blood clots can somebody get in their lungs or uncontrolled diabetes before shit really hits the fan. Those are things you can’t really prolong. If she keeps walking back the weight loss she gonna really get fucked up. Like noticeably fucked up to the point we will see it on camera even if she is not talking about it and trying to hide it. I NEVER thought somebody could pass in front of Jen in the fatty death pool. But at this pace I’d bet even Jens fat immobile ass living longer than Chantal. And that’s wild to say.
 
I was going to mention that unless she goes private the therapy is free. The waitlist can be anywhere from 3-12 months depending. If she were high risk or already in the mental healthcare system, it may be pushed through and prioritized over those newly applying.

The problem with her vs. therapy is that she wouldn't go through with getting properly diagnosed. She'd have to do paperwork and interviews, and it wouldn't be easy for her to fake the "right" answers to get the trendy diagnoses she'd want.

I don't believe she has clinical depression either, but just situational. Hardly any of what she spews correlates with that self diagnosis.
She said she got insurance so that may cover therapy, she would likely need a doctor's referral. And if that's the case, she would be able to see a private therapist in a relatively short time frame and pay probably 80% of the fee.

Also regarding her insurance, it likely covers her prescriptions but she's too stupid to understand what a deductible is.

And her sub count went up again.
 
I have to disagree because I don't think Chantal's step-father would allow her to move into HIS home or tolerate her bullshit. IIRC, the biggest problem with Chantal and her childhood isn't that she was spoiled or coddled ... she simply wasn't wanted.

Despite being a planned teen pregnancy by her mom in hopes of trapping her looser alcoholic boyfriend, the fact of the matter is that once Chantal arrived into this world, no one wanted her. By that time, the boyfriend / biologic dad was long out of the picture (or at least one foot out the door) and suddenly, Momma Sarault is a single 17 year old mom to an infant ogress. She would rather go to school, date and party than stay home with a screaming child.

Chantal even admits that she was pawned off on her granny who, dealing with her own depression and mental heal issues, didn't want her and would turn on TV and dropped food in front of her. When Granny didn't want to deal her anymore, she got sent back to Momma Sarault who was more interested in dating guys (who also didn't want Chantal around, hence the story about the one boyfriend who either called her a name or told her to fuck off). When Momma was out doing whatever without Chantal, she stayed at an elderly neighbor's house after school.

No one ever wanted her.

As a pre-teen, her mom remarries and has Nat .... the new perfect wanted baby. The new family didn't want Chantal and she was shipped off to group homes and work programs.

The fact of the matter is no one really ever wanted Chantal and they most certainly do not want her now. She is the mangy stray that keeps coming around but you can't get rid of it because it still "belongs" to you.

Don't get me wrong, none of this is in sympathy for Chantal. She is a gross and horrible human being and has been since she was spawned. We all get dealt shit hands from time to time, but most of us learn from it and grow into better human beings because of it. But not her, she will die alone in her squalor surrounded by filth and food because that is her choosing station in life.
Fuck you for making me feel semi sorry for her and thinking of her as a human being rather than a sideshow freak.
 
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