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

A truly real thing that can happen: A man experiences excessive rage when driving that causes him to overreact and drive dangerously. One day during a fit of said rage, he erratically drives on the wrong side of the road and is hit by a tractor trailer, caving in his rib cage making it nearly impossible to breathe, causing damage to almost all his organs, and is bleeding internally. All of his hair falls out too, and his pleather pants are ruined, by the way. Once he's taken to the ER, the trauma surgeon takes one look at him and says, "Before we save your life, we really need to get down to the root cause of why it is you drive like a lunatic. We'll repair the lacerations to your lungs, remove your ruptured spleen, and give you blood transfusions in the fullness of time but your rage driving addiction doesn't care about your well-being so we should address that first. We need to create a plan that encourages sensible driving habits first and foremost."

If that therapist exists, that is the advice she is giving Chantal. Chantal does not have the time to learn to eat intuitively. No one her size can eat intuitively. She's too mentally ill for that even to be an option. The hell of it is, Lind(o or a) Bacon exists. There are shitty therapists who are so terrified of being labeled fatphobic or are in thrall to anti-science wokeness that I can believe some idiot somewhere is telling a woman so near death that she can barely breathe to take her time and learn intuitive eating. That's just the fucking world we've built for ourselves.
 
wow she truly is THAT stupid
I'm sure those awful pants look a lot more strained than they did when she last wore them.
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she cannot sit down in anything she purchased,,,,,everything will pop and split

A truly real thing that can happen: A man experiences excessive rage when driving that causes him to overreact and drive dangerously. One day during a fit of said rage, he erratically drives on the wrong side of the road and is hit by a tractor trailer, caving in his rib cage making it nearly impossible to breathe, causing damage to almost all his organs, and is bleeding internally. All of his hair falls out too, and his pleather pants are ruined, by the way. Once he's taken to the ER, the trauma surgeon takes one look at him and says, "Before we save your life, we really need to get down to the root cause of why it is you drive like a lunatic. We'll repair the lacerations to your lungs, remove your ruptured spleen, and give you blood transfusions in the fullness of time but your rage driving addiction doesn't care about your well-being so we should address that first. We need to create a plan that encourages sensible driving habits first and foremost."

If that therapist exists, that is the advice she is giving Chantal. Chantal does not have the time to learn to eat intuitively. No one her size can eat intuitively. She's too mentally ill for that even to be an option. The hell of it is, Lind(o or a) Bacon exists. There are shitty therapists who are so terrified of being labeled fatphobic or are in thrall to anti-science wokeness that I can believe some idiot somewhere is telling a woman so near death that she can barely breathe to take her time and learn intuitive eating. That's just the fucking world we've built for ourselves.
Don t tell me Lindo Bacon is her therapist......smh......he is a healthy at every size supporter, that is his ideology.
 
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I had to laugh when she said her therapist told her to write down all her "food rules" and "restrictions."

Bitch, what? You have no food rules or restrictions! That's your entire fucking problem.

That sounds like homework they would assign to an anorexic.

yeah that's ana-chan homework and it's because the rules are often arbitrary and make no sense even to the person who made and followed them but they still feel like they must follow them or [irrational, extremely bad outcome.] The point is to show you that these rules make no sense and are just an attempt to control parts of your life you had no control over. "I can't stop my family being dysfunctional but I can control my consumption of sugar."

It's completely opposite from the problem Chantal has. She's a terminal under-achiever who squawks at any attempt to impose regulations on anything about her life.
 
Notice how she said normally she'd eat a whole one, and a smaller one, but she doesn't think she'd do that today because she's full... so that means she does have the small one, too, right?

According to the pita pit site (the us site, not .ca, the calorie counter wasn't working on the .ca site), her pita has 825 calories, 48 grams of fat and about 1600mg sodium and 75g carbs. I didn't even bother checking out the smoothie. Some healthy lunch.
And you know she ordered her with extra whatever on it whether it be cheese, sauce, condiments, etc.

Plus her smoothie....

And of course some other little secret treat to "reward" herself for doing such a great job crushing whatever delusional goals she thinks she is crushing.
 
Wait, “weird, mentally ill people living in a room in a basement”? Whatever happened to the “pls no judge me... pity poor Chantal, I have the depression too, just like Robin Williams... yadda yadda“ we got in the clean up video? Oh yeah, that’s right, only YOUR mentalz are valid, everyone else is just weird. 🎩
wow she truly is THAT stupid

she cannot sit down in anything she purchased,,,,,everything will pop and split
Isn’t bursting out of clothes a feeder thing? If so, those pants may add more fuel to the feeders-funding-Torrid-hauls hypothesis.
 
yeah that's ana-chan homework and it's because the rules are often arbitrary and make no sense even to the person who made and followed them but they still feel like they must follow them or [irrational, extremely bad outcome.] The point is to show you that these rules make no sense and are just an attempt to control parts of your life you had no control over. "I can't stop my family being dysfunctional but I can control my consumption of sugar."

It's completely opposite from the problem Chantal has. She's a terminal under-achiever who squawks at any attempt to impose regulations on anything about her life.

Galaxy brain moment... do you think Chantal's "therapist" is an online anorexia support thing? Or maybe she's simply taking the freely available advice commonly given to anorexics and mistakingly thinking it applies to her situation? She has complained before that anorexics and bulimics have support programs but she can't find any for herself.

Chantal certainly doesn't need to interrogate and re-evaluate her food rules. She needs to HAVE some food rules, first.
 
I can believe she told the therapist over the phone that she “constantly restricts, which causes her to overeat.” Chantal’s definition of restriction is eating a normal amount of food, or thinking about not eating an entire pizza for dinner, or only eating most of one and trying to put the rest away for later...which causes her toddler brain to throw a fit and demand ALL OF IT RIGHT NOW because she has zero impulse control.

A therapist who hasn’t met her yet might mistake her descriptions over the phone for actual restricting and reactionary binging, humour her and assign the “rules” homework accordingly. But if Chantal goes to the in-person meeting, she’s fucked. One look at her and any sane person will know that her definition of “restricting” simply means “going an hour without food,” or “not eating an entire extra large pizza in one sitting...just most of it.”

She can talk about how she restricts all she wants but in person, any therapist will know she’s lying. I’m sure she’ll strain her chickpea of a brain to try and make up some “rules” she puts on herself about eating, or she’ll just flat out fabricate them in the grand old tradition of enormous women claiming they “hardly ever eat!” But no one’s buying it.

My prediction is she will quit this fabulous wonderful amazing understanding therapist after the second in-person meeting.
 
Peetz has really let himself go.

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Galaxy brain moment... do you think Chantal's "therapist" is an online anorexia support thing? Or maybe she's simply taking the freely available advice commonly given to anorexics and mistakingly thinking it applies to her situation? She has complained before that anorexics and bulimics have support programs but she can't find any for herself.

Chantal certainly doesn't need to interrogate and re-evaluate her food rules. She needs to HAVE some food rules, first.
I think if the therapist does exist, there's no chance Chantal is telling the full truth. You can bet she's telling them that she goes on restrictive all-or-nothing diets for weeks on end, playing up the short-lived water/juice fast/fruitarian diets that end before they start as if she stuck to them religiously until she hit some starvation breaking point and binged for weeks, then back to the heavy restriction. The truth is she says she's doing these things, abandons them almost immediately, lies about it for a few days while continuing to stuff her maw with anything that gets too close to it, orders takeout or goes through drive throughs multiple times per day and drinks gravy in her car. The all-or-nothing invariably lands on "all" and she quickly gives up even pretending she was controlling her diet in any way when the camera was off.

She likes to make it sound like she's a dry alcoholic who can white knuckle through life for weeks but once they have a shit day at work and get into the cooking sherry it's the start of a 2 week bender. Instead she considers going a few hours without breakfast starving herself and wants to be patted on the head and told that eating 5000 calories of taco bell is just her nourishing her deprived body.

Edit: Whoops, @AbraCadaver beat me to it.
 
That live was terrible...I understand why she deleted it afterwards. Did anyone catch it? They were live for a good 4 hours. Peetz was having fans sliding into his dm’s. One of the fans sent a picture of her cooch and ass to Peetz, apparently. It was a complete mess...

Chantal went to poop a few times during the live. Peetz was on the bed with her. She asked Peetz to entertain her "fans", but he had to point the camera away from her, because she wasn't wearing any pants. Then she came back from the toilet and her ass was almost in Peetz face...AND SHE JUST TOOK A SHIT. I almost barfed.
 
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That artist obviously was staying as far away from what Chantal really looks like as possible.
While it is very nice work...that ain't Chantal.
8.5/10 for UwUness, 2/10 for realness: two human(ish) figures and three cats are depicted, the realism ends there.
No doubt Peetz was disappointed at the lack of dripping phalluses, maybe next time, hey?
 
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