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

Nostalgia is fun when you have friends and family with which to share it...”god, remember when we were kids and we thought having a cellphone was the coolest and most luxurious businessperson thing ever? Omg remember when we made a call on that car phone once and thought it was so cool? Remember when we used to go to the corner shop with our pocket money and buy that one candy every summer?”

Chantal has no one with which to BE nostalgic. Her best memories revolve around eating food by herself. She is nostalgic for cafeteria food from school, candy from her youth, that one meal that one time from university...all her most potent memories are food-based, which is just tragic.

Anyone here can think back to their favourite memories...that time all our mates came over to watch the match and we all got so rowdy the neighbours banged on the walls...that time we all went to the beach at sun-up after a house party and drunkenly sloshed around in the shallows like idiots...that time we were teens and went to a graveyard at midnight because we thought we might see a ghost, and at least one person got scared and went and waited in the car...

Look back on your best memories. Do you even remember WHAT you were eating at the time? I’m sure there was food at those get-togethers, but who remembers exactly what? It’s so unimportant. The memories of friends and family are what matter, the fun you had together, the trials you went through.

Now imagine all of your best memories of those times revolved only around the food served. What it was, how much of it you ate, how much was served, what you stopped to eat on the way home because you didn’t get enough at the party. That’s Chantal. She couldn’t tell you just what was discussed at the few parties to which she was invited (not unless she recorded them), but she remembers all the FOOD.

Nostalgia for Chantal boils down to two things: “remember when I ate X?” and “remember when I did things with friends 15 years ago?”

It’s so sad. It might be sadder if she wasn’t such a huge misanthropic lying bitch.
 
ETA: I also think the weird “aHhhhh” she does after drinking soft drinks is a tic

There's no way I'll remember the video but definitely Bibi era - she said there was a comment on her video asking her to "ah" after she takes a drink. And it stuck.
Yes, it was requested by deejay00 from the StoveTop mukbang in her comments. I dropped my screenshots from that conversation below:
She posted she's continuing mukbangs... Then had to edit to have a smug rant. Bitchy Chantal is here to stay for awhile.
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ETA: isnt this the guy the asked her to do the "aahh drinking noise after every sip" ? So she's def taking requests now.

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It's not anywhere near as good as Gene's, but hopefully Chantal will reward this with another meltdown.
I hoping these remixes of Cuntals own words being used against her keep appearing. You just know she's butthurt about em.
 
You can probably feel the cavities forming in real time while chewing on those things.

So true. We’ve all seen how much plaque is on her teeth so obviously oral hygiene isn’t super important to her, but I wonder the last time she was at a dentist?
A bad cavity untreated would rot the tooth, eventually needing a root canal, etc.
Wonder if a painful tooth would even slow down the eating..
 
Daily reminder that Chantal's diet is none of your business.
With the recent news of her possible Vasculitis on top of her other health issues, I think her body is totally shutting down. How can she not be alarmed enough to stop stuffing her face with huge amounts of processed sugar and chemicals? I totally don't understand her.
 
I think people conflate nostalgia with reminiscing. Driving by your old high school and being hit with a flood of memories is more reminiscing about those times than longing for a return to them, which is typically what people who get nostalgic do.

For most people, they might be nostalgic for a period their parents or grandparents were alive, and it's perfectly normal missing those moments and even wanting to return to them so that you have that experience again.

But Chantal isn't just reminiscing. She's not just remembering a time back in high school where she did this or that - she is actually longing to return to that era, even if she doesn't admit it. The fact her stories almost all universally take place between a specific time period between the late 90s and the early 00s is a good example of this.

So, she is nostalgic for an era where maybe her life wasn't as awful as it is now - even if, back then, it was nothing spectacular.

The reality is that most of Chantal's stories abruptly end when she hit her 30s. Now, while a lot of those stories might have been exaggerations or even outright lies, I don't doubt Chantal was more active in her teens and 20s than she is now...even if, compared to most people in that age group, she was still woefully limited.

But that's the emotional negative of nostalgia. People who are constantly nostalgic are likely nostalgic because their current lot in life is not emotionally fulfilling. And that, above everything, is proof Chantal's happy-go-lucky, my life is awesome perspective she pushes now is just a charade. Someone who is content with their life RIGHT NOW would not spend so much time trying to recreate her past, either through mukbangs, stories or buying stupid retro candy.

And that, really, is the irony in all this. Chantal is not happy with her weight, and I'm sure with her health issues, or the fact she's seen as a joke, and circus curiosity on the internet. But she's too stupid, and too lazy, to actually do something about it - or has built it up in her head that she'll be able to figurer it all out some day and when that day comes, she'll be able to throw it in the haters' faces.

So, for the time being, Chantal will live in an era where she was more conventionally normal looking, actually had some semblance of a social life, even if it wasn't all that grand, and actually did things besides cycling between the couch, kitchen and bed all day.
 
I was genuinely disturbed by this exchange, it’s oddly unsettling.
But at least I have an idea for their next short film: “PeetzTK”
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Damn what's the timeline on this... these two are seriously getting it on at this point. I Can sense sexual energy when I see it. Peetz also saying something about her wishes are too unrealistic that's why they don't come try and she kind of looked seductively over and said "they already did". You could tell peetz knew what she was talking about. these two are definitely fucking.... grosssss
 
Chantal and Peetz are not fucking. She isn't a centaur troon, and he isn't black. They have their preferences, and are too fat and sick to maintain any kind of libido to boot.

How would it even work? Peetz on his back mewling "Hump me momma" while Chantal bounces around on his half-erect cock, wearing a Party City pony head? No. Although I would pay a coupla bucks to see it.
 
Chantal and Peetz are not fucking. She isn't a centaur troon, and he isn't black. They have their preferences, and are too fat and sick to maintain any kind of libido to boot.

How would it even work? Peetz on his back mewling "Hump me momma" while Chantal bounces around on his half-erect cock, wearing a Party City pony head? No. Although I would pay a coupla bucks to see it.
Maybe she gave him a handie for his birthday?
 

I was genuinely disturbed by this exchange, it’s oddly unsettling.
But at least I have an idea for their next short film: “PeetzTK”
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Very nice. What we are witnessing here is a truly marvelous display of the courting ritual between a pair of blobbo-sapien disgustus.
It's not often we get to witness this in the wild, raw and untarnished.
 
I was genuinely disturbed by this exchange, it’s oddly unsettling.
But at least I have an idea for their next short film: “PeetzTK”
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Jesus, I haven't watched the entire live, so without context, I thought "I think I'm gonna go tonight" meant, y'know... be dead. It made their stupid voices and faces in this interaction that much more horrifying.
 
Garbage Candies - Googling this brings up Candy Funhouse as top result.
The garbage can candy is retro. It's from the late 70's-mid-80's trend of gimmicky candy, usually more about packaging and absurdity than taste. Tiny cartons branded like OJ cartons filled with mini orange-shaped gum, gummy big macs in tiny styrofoam burger boxes, waffle shaped gum that came on a tiny plate with a small packet of syrup, sweet-but-flavorless candy that looked like tiny glass figurines of exotic animals on 3ft long lucite sticks, small trays of candy sushi complete with candy wasabi, ginger and that fake green grass that separates sushi from the condiments. None of it tasted like anything but sugar, but wasn't it neat to pour a packet of syrup on waffle shaped gum that came on a plate? That was the idea, at least.

Chantal and Peetz are not fucking. She isn't a centaur troon, and he isn't black. They have their preferences, and are too fat and sick to maintain any kind of libido to boot.

How would it even work? Peetz on his back mewling "Hump me momma" while Chantal bounces around on his half-erect cock, wearing a Party City pony head? No. Although I would pay a coupla bucks to see it.
Peetz and chantal are absolutely not fucking. But I absolutely think they're cuddling.
 
The garbage can candy is retro. It's from the late 70's-mid-80's trend of gimmicky candy, usually more about packaging and absurdity than taste. Tiny cartons branded like OJ cartons filled with mini orange-shaped gum, gummy big macs in tiny styrofoam burger boxes, waffle shaped gum that came on a tiny plate with a small packet of syrup, sweet-but-flavorless candy that looked like tiny glass figurines of exotic animals on 3ft long lucite sticks, small trays of candy sushi complete with candy wasabi, ginger and that fake green grass that separates sushi from the condiments. None of it tasted like anything but sugar, but wasn't it neat to pour a packet of syrup on waffle shaped gum that came on a plate? That was the idea, at least.


Peetz and chantal are absolutely not fucking. But I absolutely think they're cuddling.
So how would that work? It surely would consist of him wrapping his arms around her colossal stomach fat, right? Whether from behind or in front, there's just no cuddling to be had with this beast. I could, however, see him clinging onto her thighs and using That Voice to say "I'm a good boyeee" and her replying "It'sh jusht cheese." Over and over and over again.

ETA: Sorry for all the posts. Too much speculation on my mind, I guess.
 
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How can she not be alarmed enough to stop stuffing her face with huge amounts of processed sugar and chemicals? I totally don't understand her.
Because someone in her chat said she had a friend who has had vasculitis for 25 years and is living a good life - that calmed Chantal down. No mention if said friend also has a shit ton of other health issues or is 487 pounds but it's all comparable, right? And she's a food addict, she doesn't care.

Regarding the nostalgia part, it's best to remember Chantal is stupid. She gets paid to eat on camera. She just needed a reason for this video so she set it up as if it was retro and nostalgic. Just like her overuse of "iconic," she just needed descriptors. She said she was browsing the candy site which just affirms that all she does is loll about in her bed and browse food sites - every waking moment of her life is focused on food.
 
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