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

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Chinny has reached her Paradox...I believe she simps shit for sympathy but I also believe she is in more pain and discomfort than ever before. She doesn't want to be in pain but she doesn't want to stop pleasing her brain. She's made it very clear in word and deed that she doesn't care if she dies.

When she said ages ago that fast food was worth being fat for/dying for, she was imagining a quick and painless death out of the blue. What she didn’t imagine was feeling like shit for years while battling infections, blood clots, complications from diabetes and fatty liver, and who knows what else. Many have commented on how different her behavior and attitude are in her videos from 2-3 years ago—the malaise we see today isn’t just from worsening mental illness (tho there’s a fair bit of that), but from the constant pain and discomfort she must surely be in.

Shows like MSHPL can tell us something about what happens to deathfats when they reach the pain/pleasure paradox. It’s a terrible place to be in, because at that point, food is likely the only pleasure left to them, so they gain until they are immobile, and then gain even more. I think her cannabis use is probably a way to manage pain for now, but I wonder if she will ever go the full on Steven Asanti junkie route. Of all the KF deathfats, she seems the most poised for that kind of fate.
 
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Is this where the infection is? You can see a weird bump. Imagine the pain she must have endured stucking that infected fupa into those panties.
Look at the liver there . Just look at the swelling.. yes there’s the lard factor but a vital organ is clearly screaming for help while she poses like a 400lb Canuck “French girl” jfc
 
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33.30 timestamp. 18th February, Chantal lectures us that you ”cannot cleanse when you have a fatty liver” and that juice cleanses worsen the condition.

Please tell me I didn’t dream that she ordered Canadian $$$ of juice for just such a thing last live stream?!
No, no! You see, as per Chintal, she distinctively said the juices she ordered were that of Kale and Spinach. They obviously don’t count as being real juice because they are plants. So achkschuallay, she’s just choosing to drink her green leafs in liquid form, which therefore doesn’t make it a juice. Yanno what I’m saying?!?! PLUS they’re- YOU KNOW WHAT? Y’ALL ARE A BUNCH OF JUICE SHAMERS! ..............Where’s my WEND..-ERFUL GREENS!?
 
The most ridiculous lie Chantal has said to date is that she went on a multi day fast.
That statement alone shows that she doesn't give a damn if anyone believes her bullshit, she is going to say it anyway.
I remember when she did the water fast - it's probably been 2 or 3 years ago now but I believe she really fasted. But of course, in true Chantal style she quit once she got past the hard part, which is the first 4 days. (I think she made it 5 or 6 days.)


A controlled, medically supervised fast is probably the best thing she could do for her health at this point, which means she absolutely won't do it. I'm a complete shill for fasting btw. It's so good for your overall health.
 
Occasionally--just once in a while--I wonder what Chantal's mother and stepdad chat about in private. I wonder if they are concerned, indifferent, resigned, or some weird combination of all three. I can't remember his name so we're going to go with Jim. It fits nicely with Kim. Their late-night talks in bed might go something like this:

KIM: (tearfully) I just...my God. She's over four hundred pounds, she's bald, she's dying, and she's doing porn now, Jim, she's doing porn!

JIM: (suspiciously hasty) It's OnlyFans, it's not necessarily porn.

KIM: Did you see her? In her panties? Gyrating? Shoving her bosom to the camera? Spreading her legs? It's porn, goddammit!

JIM: I wouldn't call what Chantal did "porn," Kim.

KIM: (raising an eyebrow) Then what, exactly, do you consider to be "porn," Jim?

JIM: Not that. God almighty, not...that.

KIM: (screaming) And how have you helped? You bought her a ring light for Christmas! Not pajamas, not a mug, not slippers, but a goddamn ring light! You want her to be an atrocity exhibition, don't you?

JIM: It's not like that. She's fucking unemployable, Kim, I thought I'd help the freak out with her "career."

KIM: Freak! You called her a freak!

JIM: I mean...(shrugs helplessly)


Or maybe it's more like this:


JIM: Chantal did a porny video, hon.

KIM: I know...I know. Hey, did you give Buster his kibble?

JIM: Indeedy.
 
Definitely, there was no doubt her diet there was very low calorie as well but the camp would've attributed the weight loss to the mystical powers of raw veganism or something, and she probably internalized it. It doesn't seem like she's ever tried normal/moderately healthy calorie restriction even back in her 200-300 lb days which is what most people go for first. She just keeps jumping to these bizarre diets (with scheduled cheat days every week lol) and then giving them up within 2-7 hours.
Just... no.

She went to Katimavik, which is like the Canadian Peace Corps. A lot of the food they fed them was good wholesome vegan crap, but there was no cult involved.

I don't know why everyone keeps insisting it was a "vegan fat camp" because it wasn't. This fan fic about some kinda mystical healing retreat is just beyond the pale. Your retardation makes us all look like idiots by association. Stop it.
 
Can you imagine Chantal falling out of a hospital bed? She might crack the floor.

I can, and I can also imagine them calling someone from maintenance to bring up a skid loader or bobcat to hoist her off the ground.

Yep they do

I love how the search box is tagged for "home improvement".

I'm shocked that she wasn't using Aunt Jemima or something else with lots of added sugar and corn syrup, but hell, she might have it hidden in her cabinet anyway.

I know someone who uses straight up Karo syrup on their pacncakes/waffles.


I don’t know why people want Chantal to be “struck down by karma.” Is that not what’s happening now?
Karma is not for this life, it's for the next one.

Once again, Chantal’s sugar-salt-and-fat based palate demands she drink juices because actual fruits aren’t sweet enough for her liking.
If she was willing to work at it, she could retrain her taste bus, just like the other deathfats. But of course, they are not deathfats because they enjoy working at anything.

She says the juices are kale and spinach, not juice. If they don't have any sweet fruit added to them, she will pouring them down the sink. That stuff takes getting used to, even if you are the Banana Girl, let alone chins.
She'd do just as well going outside, scraping away some snow, and jerking up handfuls of grass.


Holy fucking shit. I'm no doctor but isn't the healthcare system screwed enough without her efforts to make antibiotic resistance worse for both herself and others? Some cows just need to die asap, if only for the benefit of the human species.

If she ha antibioics left over, she isn't taking them as prescribed, and the likelihood that anything she has would become resistant is lowered a bit.

You're not giving her brilliance enough credit. She said her doctors don't know about nutrition either. LOL.
I'll give her a quarter point on this: most doctors that do not specialize in things that revolve around nutrition/dietetics often don't know a ton about nutrition in general. But it doesn't take a specialized degree to take a look at someone like Chantal and know they don't need one.
 
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A controlled, medically supervised fast is probably the best thing she could do for her health at this point, which means she absolutely won't do it. I'm a complete shill for fasting btw. It's so good for your overall health.
I've read that water fasting with electrolyte replenishing is especially good for your liver. I don't know if that's still true if your liver has NAFLD, is twice its normal size and expanding rapidly.

I’m sure every once in a while her mom delicately says, “hon, I’m getting worried about how much you’ve gained lately..” But the tantrum that blows past makes her decide to let well enough alone.
Mom probably schedules these gentle reminders in her head, trying to aim for the right ratio: minimum-necessary confrontations vs motherly-obligation fulfilled.
"Let's see...I mentioned her weight in November, so I don't really need to say anything again until...March?"

I can, and I can also imagine them calling someone from maintenance to bring up a skid loader or bobcat up to hoist her off the ground.
If you do a google image search for "Bariatric Hoist", you'll see what a well-equipped hospital uses to deal with the Chantal-Goes-Splat scenario. She can bring her cactus sippy and huge toddler hat for her ride in the fatty swing.
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What she didn’t imagine was feeling like shit for years while battling infections, blood clots, complications from diabetes and fatty liver, and who knows what else.
Yep. Nursing homes aren't just for the eldery. Some have residents in middle-age who have treated their bodies like absolute shite for most of their lives and now find themselves with amputated feet or legs and on dialysis three times a week. These people are on a bevy of medications just to keep them alive. If medical professionals have been truthful with Chantal about the consequences of diseases like diabetes (which I'm pretty sure they have been) then she obviously thinks that spending the rest of her life in discomfort and even misery in an assisted-living facility is only reserved FOR OTHER PEOPLE.
 
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I've read that water fasting with electrolyte replenishing is especially good for your liver. I don't know if that's still true if your liver has NAFLD, is twice its normal size and expanding rapidly.


Mom probably schedules these gentle reminders in her head, trying to aim for the right ratio: minimum-necessary confrontations vs motherly-obligation fulfilled.
"Let's see...I mentioned her weight in November, so I don't really need to say anything again until...March?"


If you do a google image search for "Bariatric Hoist", you'll see what a well-equipped hospital uses to deal with the Chantal-Goes-Splat scenario. She can bring her cactus sippy and huge toddler hat for her ride in the fatty swing.
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Interesting when I hit reply, the pic popped right up.

While working with the local fire dept, a morbidly obese person drove off the road and into deep, mushy ditch. Although we had ample manpower to pull the Corps up, the steep slope of the ditch along with the mushiness made it too difficult and messy and so farm equipment was procured, a livestock harness was used and the dead dude was pulled up from the ditch.

Family made some fuss about this being undignified and that the deceased was treated like an animal but in the end, it is what it is. Extra big people require extra big solutions.

Chinny usually manages to squeeze thru the health problems that she brings upon herself. I just don't see any way for her to get past this and continue her life of gleeful, gloating, gluttony.
 
I remember when she did the water fast - it's probably been 2 or 3 years ago now but I believe she really fasted. But of course, in true Chantal style she quit once she got past the hard part, which is the first 4 days. (I think she made it 5 or 6 days.)


A controlled, medically supervised fast is probably the best thing she could do for her health at this point, which means she absolutely won't do it. I'm a complete shill for fasting btw. It's so good for your overall health.
This is what I meant. You really think she fasted-as in no food- for 5 to 6 days?
Sorry but I call bullshit.
She has never shown that much self control and willpower.

Ok this is gross...but like most fat women, wouldn't you think Chantal has an apron, then the fupa?
Sorry I honestly had to look up a picture. Some people call the apron a fupa, but it is pubic area right above the slit.
 
Is Diabetes the hardest disease to diagnose in Canada or something? This has been "possible diabetes" for, what, a year?

Is she required to ride a yak to a giant igloo in Nunavut, where an Inuit Elder witchdoctor waves an enchanted narwhal spear over her gunt until he's sure it's truly the Beetus?
Diagnosis takes two A1C blood tests at least 3 months apart over 6.5. This would mean her average blood sugar would have been over 8.5 (154 in US) 24/7 for 3 months. Her randoms are nearly always at least double that. The issue is getting her to drag her fat arse to pathology, and wait around until it's her turn to actually have the blood draws...we know she won't to that. Generally at hospital emergency visits they'll just do a random finger prick blood sugar, and if it's too high tell the patient to discuss this with their doctor. She's not going to do that because she doesn't want to actually get diagnosed.
Diabetes is one of the easiest diseases to diagnose. All you have to do is fast, do a blood test, drink the glucose mixture and do the follow up glucose test and they'll be able to tell you the results in the same day. We all know Chantal never fasts, but realistically she doesn't have to, the doctors would take one look at a "fasting" glucose or random glucose from her and the alarm bells would go off. Her A1C is also so fucked it's probably skyhigh and that would give them all the info they need.
Ha ha! Can you honestly see the fat lump going to a pathology centre and sitting around for hours while they take all the blood samples required. She couldn't even drag her arse there for INR testing. Then there's the issue of Covid restrictions. Certainly where I live, I've seen at times the poor folk sitting outside in the cold (and alone) for hours due to social distancing, waiting the required time between blood draws, and been very thankful that it's not me.
Of course, it's the hardest disease to diagnose when it's coming from an imaginary doctor who is diagnosing you when you need pity, and then undiagnosing when you have a craving for fastfood.
I believe she has doctors appointments when she says, but it's mighty hard to hold her down and draw blood through a phone line. I know there aren't phone lines as such anymore, but you get the point. Lardarse ain't dragging herself to that pathology lab for anything, which is why she bought her own INR meter and just phones in her results. If it's not 100% medically diagnosed fact, then to her it is still just a possibility.

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Nursing homes aren't just for the elderly.
Yup, and if Chantal thinks a care home will be just like her own apartment but with nurses, she is in for a shock.
If she has the money she'd do well to have a live-in caregiver but a decent and honest one is hard to find.
Maybe get Peetz some medical training? Otherwise she's gonna have a bad time, and she might not remember to film the best parts for our amusement!
 
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