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

I don't really understand this comment, but it kind of seems like you're reaching. It's not racist to cook food from another country, period.

Now, if Chantal were to wear a coolie hat and fake buck teeth, and pull her eyes slanted and say "ching chong gook wong" while cooking it, that would be racist. (And honestly, I wouldn't put it past her to do some stupid shit like that just to get a reaction.)
Please, Chantal! Do it! It will be the perfect way to ring in 2020!

She needs to just embrace it all. Put on blackface and make some fucking fried chicken. Sombrero Mexican Feast! Don a Sari and make some Chicken Tiki Masala (since that's pretty much all she knows about Indian food) Don't forget to dress like a token Dutch girl and muckbang the fuck out of Stroopwafel and French fries with Peanut Sauce because you represent ALL cultures!

Please Chinny, do it and leave the comments up and respond like the rabid cunt you are. You will see your engagement go through the roof! Money money money.
 
Keep in mind that back then you had to buy rolls of film, which usually had either 12 or 24 exposures before the roll was done, which you then had to get developed into prints. You couldn't just snap unlimited pics until you got a good one like you can now. Considering her mom was a teen mom and money was probably tight, and the fact she didn't want Chantal in the first place, it's reasonable that she wouldn't spend a bunch of extra money on pictures.
Can confirm, if you’re over a certain age such that your teen years played out before digital cameras, you likely don’t have a lot of casual photos of yourself as a kid. Disposable cameras during camping or holiday trips, graduation, Christmas, or at birthday parties, sure. But it was a pain to buy and then keep ready a camera at all times, especially if the film went bad from not being used. Nowadays a camera is within your reach every second of the day, but back then you just didn’t get a disposable cam or film for a regular camera, unless you had a real reason to buy some.

So I can imagine Chantal only has a small packet of photos from her teen years that haven’t already been pasted into an album by mum, which is why she reminisces over the same four or five pictures.
Chantal is the complete and utter loser that we secretly fear we may all be, but at the same time can take heart that we can at least meet a bare minimum level of success that Chantal can only wish for. Possible reason for Peetz hanging around? 🤔
Don’t lump me in with your sad arse, I (and most of the people in this thread) have an actual happy life with friends, a career, notable successes, loved ones, fully functioning knees that haven’t been ground to dust, the ability to put socks on and some goddamn basic hygiene. I don’t fear I’m anything even close to Chantal and I’m betting most everyone else here agrees.

If anyone reading here actually is just a “bare minimum” above Chantal and fears they may be like her, maybe get off the internet and go address that, because you have a big problem, friend.
 
Keep in mind that back then you had to buy rolls of film, which usually had either 12 or 24 exposures before the roll was done, which you then had to get developed into prints. You couldn't just snap unlimited pics until you got a good one like you can now. Considering her mom was a teen mom and money was probably tight, and the fact she didn't want Chantal in the first place, it's reasonable that she wouldn't spend a bunch of extra money on pictures.
On top of that, when you took a roll of film in to be processed, you got back only one print of each photo (I remember when the option to get two sets of prints became a thing).

If you wanted extra prints, you had to identify which negative had the right image, put it in a separate envelope so it wouldn't get scratched or dirty, take it in to have prints made, and wait a few days for it to be ready for pickup.

Doing that for just one extra print was a huge pain in the ass; normally, you'd only bother doing it for a group/family photo where lots of people would want a print of their own. And while it wasn't prohibitively expensive, it wasn't cheap, either.

Chantal's mom probably has photo albums with more pics of Chantal as a kid and adolescent, but I'm not surprised Chantal herself only has a few.
 
She still hasn’t learned that healthy food doesn’t mean it’s gonna make her lose weight. You can eat yourself to 600 lbs on avocado toasts and nuts. It’s all about calories. Seriously, how hard is it to understand?

Lol we're talking about a literal deathfat (she's more morbidly obese than most fatties besides someone like Chance Carmichael who was just... fucking insane) that regularly devours entire pizzas plus poppers, enough McDonalds to feed a family of three, and literal SERVING TRAYS of pasta (see her alfredo video that Nool did a video on OR when she ate a "healthy" homemade dinner of a serving tray of pasta with shitty red sauce and half a can of parmesan, meatballs, and half a loaf of bread covered in more cheese).... the concept of calories is not just foreign to her but she sees counting calories like you or I would view getting tortured on the rack. She can't count calories because she needs a minimum of four things for any meal to be "worth it" for her: huge amounts of carbs, fat, salt, AND enough material to stretch her rugby-ball-sized stomach until it hurts. Without those things she feels not just deprived but literally tortured.

Which, I mean... I'm not defending her. Her brain is that way because she's a fat guntbeast who has refused to take any care of her body/stomach/brain and now that's how it reacts. Offering Chinny two slices of pizza, a side salad, and water is like offering a hardcore IV heroin addict two Tylenol Threes (acetaminophen plus codeine); they'll just slap that shit out of your hands and beg for some money to buy some black tar (or in her case, an entire Pizza Pizza pizza and poppers to gorge herself on).

Fucking disgusting hamplanet. But I'm here for it. This shit is wild.
 
Those born in the 80's and early 90's all have a limited amount of childhood photos for the reasons meantioned above.

The difference is that we don't give a shit about it and we don't feel the need to post them every two months on social media. The last thing crossing our minds is how chubby or slim we looked 20 years ago. Just goes to show how void her life is. So much to do and she's looking at old photos.
 
I watched a few minutes of it, skipping around looking the the ball drop.
Of course what I did watch was muted. No way can I listen to that sow, especially since it appeared she broke out several times into the screeches she calls singing.
She certainly was feeling herself in this video. Sad she can't see herself as she actually is. Denial is deep in that crazy bitch. The bitch is so huge, I was actually shocked when she leaned back laughing and actually was able to heave herself back up.
2021 is going to be rough for mama sow.
My predictions are:
Nothing truthful ever coming out of her mouth.
No weigh ins...true weigh ins.
Getting fatter by the day.
Hoping...view count going down steadily as her "followers" actually realize she is a one trick, lying, manipulative water buffalo.
 
Her followers or at least those whose comments she doesn't delete are blithering idiots. My guess is most of them are pretty far along the fat spectrum & watch her to console themselves they're not as bad as she is.

And in recent months the "not as bad as" bar is a height a toddler could handle.
 
When people say "she was much cooler/quirkier when she started her channel" I say, no she wasn't. She was completely shallow and full of herself. The only difference is that she kept the farting/sharting, screeching, gross side of herself mostly under wraps until she felt more comfortable with her audience. Take a look back and see for yourselves. She's still shallow and full of herself, but she is more self-conscious about the slovenly behemoth she has become, which tempers it a bit. If she ever did manage to lose a significant amount of weight (which she won't of course) she would become insufferably "holier than thou," drop Peetz in a heartbeat, and look down on everyone that is as fat as she "used to be."
 
Those born in the 80's and early 90's all have a limited amount of childhood photos for the reasons meantioned above.

The difference is that we don't give a shit about it and we don't feel the need to post them every two months on social media. The last thing crossing our minds is how chubby or slim we looked 20 years ago. Just goes to show how void her life is. So much to do and she's looking at old photos.

It's a lark to post an old photo on social media that you found in a, "holy shit remember when I was that young/innocent" but yes, Chantal takes it to the extreme. She is fixated on her youth likely because it was the last time she actually had the hope of being anything in life. Instead, as she knocks on the door of her 40s, she's a jobless, unemployable mess whose mental state has declined at the level of her physical. She has no one in her life outside Peetz, a morbid, if not toxic relationship, where both seem to have accepted each other's massive faults to a point of semi-tolerance, and really nothing else.

It's clear she takes comfort in that period of time - from the pictures she shows, to the music she listens to, and finally, the stories she tells. They're all clustered around her time in the late-90s, early 00s. It's fine to reminisce and enjoy those stories, but she has so thoroughly made it her identity because there's literally nothing, beyond her medical issues, going on for her right now.

When was the last time Chantal told an actual interesting story from something that happened to her recently?

Even when she was living with Bibi, her life was so goddamn boring and clearly on the path to nowhere. The highlights of Chanta's time with Bibi, at least for the viewers, was when she went to the St. Patrick's Day party in 2017 and the bachelorette party in 2018. In both instances, it looked like her 'friends' were only tolerating and humoring her weirdness.

So, it's off to a better, more happier time for her. To reminisce about a life where she wasn't so massively overweight and actually, you know, did things.
 
Her followers or at least those whose comments she doesn't delete are blithering idiots. My guess is most of them are pretty far along the fat spectrum & watch her to console themselves they're not as bad as she is.

And in recent months the "not as bad as" bar is a height a toddler could handle.
Agree- either they’re hambeasts themselves or they are just your average, basement dwelling, degenerates who’re gleefully watching someone in even worse shape than they are deteriorating rapidly for the world to see. I suspect many of them are Peetz-level of pathetic.


When people say "she was much cooler/quirkier when she started her channel" I say, no she wasn't. She was completely shallow and full of herself. The only difference is that she kept the farting/sharting, screeching, gross side of herself mostly under wraps until she felt more comfortable with her audience. Take a look back and see for yourselves. She's still shallow and full of herself, but she is more self-conscious about the slovenly behemoth she has become, which tempers it a bit. If she ever did manage to lose a significant amount of weight (which she won't of course) she would become insufferably "holier than thou," drop Peetz in a heartbeat, and look down on everyone that is as fat as she "used to be."

She already has the “holier than thou” part down whenever she’s in the initial/planning state of a new fad diet. Remember how insufferably smug she was those times she was faking being a vegan. I’ve literally never seen anyone more painfully clueless yet at the same time more unbearably smug than Clotso on day 1 of a diet.


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regarding the “blithering idiots” DefCon mentioned, this is from her name changing community post. In spite of her dire health.
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I think its partly wishing for a time when she was a more normal weight, but I think it comes down to having about 20 pictures of herself on her phone. While she is bored, lying on her bed, aimlessly scrolling through them, she just posts them for something to do. It isn't the same as posting a "fat" picture she has of herself at Thanksgiving. She thinks its more "quirky and fun" to post pre huge photos
 
Those born in the 80's and early 90's all have a limited amount of childhood photos for the reasons meantioned above.

The difference is that we don't give a shit about it and we don't feel the need to post them every two months on social media. The last thing crossing our minds is how chubby or slim we looked 20 years ago. Just goes to show how void her life is. So much to do and she's looking at old photos.

I hate social media so maybe I'm misinformed, but surely the idea of Throwback Thursday isn't always to post childhood pictures, right? It's just any blast from the past kind of photo. I feel like even something four years old could qualify as a Throwback Thursday pic.

If I'm correct, it just reinforces what everyone here is saying about how sad and empty her life is. She has nothing from within the past 10 years that she can post with a caption like, "The time I travelled to X, the time I had Y experience." It would just be relics of her path from morbid obesity to mega super deluxe morbid obesity. All she has is like, the same five pics from childhood, when she still had potential. (I am not wading back into the argument about whether she had potential to be pretty, because IDGAF. I mean potential to be a halfway decent human being or to live a halfway normal life.)

How the fuck can she continue on with her internet career and be so pleased with herself all the fucking time? She has literally nothing. There are homeless meth-addicted schizos who lead more fulfilling lives than she does. At the very least, they probably go on some interesting walks.
 
I'm watching her stupid NYE live - she's not inhaling that vape pen. Thought she was a bad-ass edgy queen and knows how to smoke. And she can't pronounce Rimmel, so unexpected from a wannabe beauty youtuber.

These two are the epitome of social misfits.

She's going to die in 2021.
 
Imagine living a life so empty that you have to refer to things you did twenty years ago, because that was the last time you did anything with friends, went to parties, socialized or were able to leave the house. Sure, maybe you’re that person at 86...but 36??

Imagine your life peaking at 17. That’s the saddest fucking thing ever.
 
Imagine living a life so empty that you have to refer to things you did twenty years ago, because that was the last time you did anything with friends, went to parties, socialized or were able to leave the house. Sure, maybe you’re that person at 86...but 36??

Imagine your life peaking at 17. That’s the saddest fucking thing ever.
I’ve always doubted that she had this wild roaring past like she claims. She claims she went to parties, did all this crazy coming of age bullshit. Got into all this trouble. She acts like her youth was this coming of age film full of adventure and whatever bullshit. Yet? She has no evidence of it. She has no pictures - anything. No friends, no band tees, no pictures, just seems like she’s spitting a lot of lies. I think she’s always been a fat lonely girl with rage issues. She is only in her 30s. She is not that old. She isn’t that far removed from her youth. It just seems like she watched to many movies and likes to play pretend to me.
 
Guys, I'm days behind again because Chantal's gross life generates so much reaction. So forgive me for shifting gears in the middle of this current discussion. I hope others find this interesting.

I follow a YouTuber who makes videos about dark, horrible stuff on YouTube., Nick Crowley. His syntax is a mess, he frequently forgets that the plural of woman is "women" and he's sort of derivative, but he has a certain charm. He has been doing a series of videos on YouTube's darkest channels and today's release reminded me of our lovely Chantal. Check out Nick's look at the appalling and now defunct channel, leathersmokemi:

Dave was a man who liked to smoke. He started out small, smoking for a select group of perverts, but developed increasingly larger smokes and smoke-delivery mechanisms. He aged ten years for every one he lived, needed surgery for oral cancer but kept smoking until the day he died of cancer caused by smoking. His comments were always filled with sexualized comments about how sexy his wheezes were, and could he gasp or exhale louder, and to spit harder when he coughed. People left him special requests and sometimes he would ask his audience what they wanted to see, a habit he maintained until the very end.

(Chantal was a woman who liked to eat. She started out small, eating heavy fast food meals for a small group of fats and enablers but developed an increasingly larger appetite and began eating meals for a family of four several times a day. She aged ten years for every one she lived, needed surgery to remove her gall bladder and entire reproductive system and had blood clots and untreated diabetes but kept gorging until the day she dropped dead on camera. Her comments were always filled with sexualized notices about farting and special sauce spatter and the general utterances of morons. She frequently asked her audience what they wanted to see and took requests, and it is suspected she was paid to grunt, grimace and shit without washing her hands all on camera, habits she maintained until the end. )

We've often wondered about how people would react to, say, a heroin addict engaging in their self-destructive habit live on YouTube because it's the same goddamn thing Chantal is doing. She's killing herself with her addiction as dumbasses cheer or enable her on, concerned voices drowned out by sadists, perverts and fellow fatties who normalize their addictions through Chantal's excess. Well, we can see it in action with Leathersmokemi. Nick describes it as a five-year-suicide. How many years does Chantal have left?

At least with Dave he didn't pretend he was anything more than a death fetish channel.

If Chantal reads this, I hope she understands she was literally the first thing I thought of when I heard about Smoker Dave and his slow but deliberate destruction in front of thinly-veiled snuff film enthusiasts.

ETA: I guess I'm a boomer now because I'll be fucked if I can figure out how to embed the video. I apologize in advance to the mod who has to fix this. I am duly ashamed.
 
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I’ve always doubted that she had this wild roaring past like she claims. She claims she went to parties, did all this crazy coming of age bullshit. Got into all this trouble. She acts like her youth was this coming of age film full of adventure and whatever bullshit. Yet? She has no evidence of it. She has no pictures - anything. No friends, no band tees, no pictures, just seems like she’s spitting a lot of lies. I think she’s always been a fat lonely girl with rage issues. She is only in her 30s. She is not that old. She isn’t that far removed from her youth. It just seems like she watched to many movies and likes to play pretend to me.

I definitely think she exaggerated things a bit from her past. But I also think people undersell just how easy it is to find yourself in crazy, and even sexual, situations when you're younger. Chantal has discussed some pretty depraved situations that often involve child predators and while they could all be bullshit too, the fact is, if you're willing to be easy at a young age, you're probably going to find some creep willing to do stuff with you, especially if you're not the massive blob you'll eventually become.

I know people have said here that Chantal lacked a normal level of affection from her mother and family. It's not crazy to think she spent her teen years searching for that affection, and validation, through dating/seeing nasty men and putting out whenever given the opportunity - like fucking the 600 lbs manbeast she met in a call center training class or the homeless guy.

It's also possible she's making those stories up, or, as I said, exaggerating a decent amount of 'em.
 
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