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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Yes. Amberlynn does this in group eating type situations, too. The fixation is strong and constant with both these gorls. They possess a complete lack of descriptors for their enjoyment of/the taste of food, but very much *infatuated* with the machinations of eating.
More than one person here has commented that deathfats in their own personal lives will fixate on your meal as much as their own, asking if it’s good, it you’re going to put X condiment on it, if the salad is fresh, if you’ll order seconds...like they’re trying to eat your meal through you.

They are OBSESSED with talking about, thinking about, dissecting and immersing themselves in food...not just eating it. Meals that aren’t theirs are missed opportunities and it frustrates them. They have to be vicariously part of YOUR meal by endlessly asking about it, because they want to enjoy your meal as much as theirs, but they can’t technically take it away from you or just grab bits of it to sample. Hopefully.

You see this in some obese people who order food along with others, then when all the meals arrive, they always seem to grow indecisive and have to say that they wish they ordered your meal instead of theirs...but they really mean in addition to theirs. Their eyes are bottomless, they aren’t satisfied with just their meal and they regret they can’t eat all the meals that are present. They can’t even finish their meal before coveting yours.

It’s utterly mad.
 
Yeah, but what's even funnier is when you remember this manlet just said he has been over-masculine in his youth..So much so that it prevented him from watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Maybe it's just me, but masculinity is not an adjective I would connect with James Lucas, The Great Rape Fic Author Extraordinaire.
He's 5"7, 37 years old, looking like anything between 47 and 57, has a prominent fatbelly and mickey mouse arms, and he looks like a retarded hamster when he's eating. And sounds like a typical woken moronic parrot. He has no masculine authority, no masculine charisma or even a spine. He's a tosser who has never been masculine and never will be.

(and Chantal has said he has a tiny penis - but I think Chantal might just have a huge vagina)
 
Don't waste your time feeling bad for him.
Don't forget he keeps his sick and elderly cat in a windowless room with no toys. That poor animal has zero access to fresh air and sunshine. IIRC the only toys in that room are his My Little Pony and Funko Pop figures. Poor Timbit gets to sleep in one of Chinny's Amazon boxes and apparently eats off of one as well. Neither of those adult toddler failures can even go to a dollar store to get a simple plastic food bowl. Heaven forbid they spend money on anything other than junk food, fresh food that will rot, appliances destined for the dump, and mountains of useless clutter from Amazon.
 
Her latest videos have a certain morbidity overtone. Her deterioration is almost palpable. Her movements, her breathing, the way she ignores pretty much everything except for food. She lets her house turn in to a pig sty, she throws trash in the back seat of her car as if it's nothing. She knows she has donuts coming and that's all that matters. It is all she has left.

She has clearly given up. I don't think there is a rock bottom for Chantal. Her mentality of avoiding anything that requires effort and her obsession with food WILL put her in an early over-sized grave and I'm not here for it. It's just more sad than entertaining now.
 
I find it really hard to believe she didn’t eat anything in the two hours between the first live of her solo and then them going out to eat together. In the first live, she went at lengths to describe her craving for Starbucks, went on to mention how she had a dream about it too. And she was debating whether she should go out on her own or wait for Peetz to finish. She even ended the live reading her braindead chat’s food recs for their chicken caprese sandwich.

Did she ever explain why she got Tim Horton’s and not Starbucks like she had said? Methinks that’s what she was doing for the few hours in between.
 
Yeah, but what's even funnier is when you remember this manlet just said he has been over-masculine in his youth..So much so that it prevented him from watching Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Maybe it's just me, but masculinity is not an adjective I would connect with James Lucas, The Great Rape Fic Author Extraordinaire.
He's 5"7, 37 years old, looking like anything between 47 and 57, has a prominent fatbelly and mickey mouse arms, and he looks like a retarded hamster when he's eating. And sounds like a typical woken moronic parrot. He has no masculine authority, no masculine charisma or even a spine. He's a tosser who has never been masculine and never will be.

(and Chantal has said he has a tiny penis - but I think Chantal might just have a huge vagina)
I’m guessing Peetz’ definition of “too overly masculine” is “I didn’t want to watch Sabrina cuz I was afraid people would think I was gay.”

Peetz was never a dudebro who lifted weights and cruised around hollering at girls. His definition of hyper masculine was “reluctant to overtly enjoy media aimed at teenage girls.” I’m betting he was just as spineless and gloomy as now, but with a fearful hesitation in his desire to publicly embrace things like My Little Pony and Sailor Moon.

Pointless really, because how many teen boys would have really gotten on him for watching Sabrina? It was just a dumb sitcom, it’s not like he showed up at school in a dress. I doubt anyone would have said anything. Peetz was just a paranoid awkward outcast.
 
Don't forget he keeps his sick and elderly cat in a windowless room with no toys. That poor animal has zero access to fresh air and sunshine. IIRC the only toys in that room are his My Little Pony and Funko Pop figures. Poor Timbit gets to sleep in one of Chinny's Amazon boxes and apparently eats off of one as well. Neither of those adult toddler failures can even go to a dollar store to get a simple plastic food bowl. Heaven forbid they spend money on anything other than junk food, fresh food that will rot, appliances destined for the dump, and mountains of useless clutter from Amazon.
This post upset me so I had go and check.
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There's a curtain. He probably never moves it. I am now even more upset for that sweet old chonker. That is not a life for any animal. Peetz deserves it though.
 
I’m guessing Peetz’ definition of “too overly masculine” is “I didn’t want to watch Sabrina cuz I was afraid people would think I was gay.”

Peetz was never a dudebro who lifted weights and cruised around hollering at girls. His definition of hyper masculine was “reluctant to overtly enjoy media aimed at teenage girls.” I’m betting he was just as spineless and gloomy as now, but with a hesitation in his desire to publicly embrace things like My Little Pony and Sailor Moon.
What a real hyper masculine Chad stereotype would do is loudly talk with his bros about how much he liked Sabrina the Teenage Witch and if someone made fun of him he'd turn it around and make fun of them back for not liking an obviously great show. He'd go up to someone like Peetz and go, "You like Sabrina bro?!" and Peetz would give his trademark psychopath stare and just say no. But Peetz, not understanding this, sits and gets information fed to him by twitter which forms his opinion on the world and thus assumes that Chad hates all things girly and blames him for his own lack of a spine.
 
I wonder if this latest bender could've been caused by some harsh words and a reality check from her doctor.
Perhaps something along the lines of 'If you don't make changes now, you have a max of 5 years left before your body shuts down. Your life is in your hands and medications won't save you.'

I'm not sure how a doctor would communicate their concerns to Chantal given her tantrums (which many must've witnessed), but there may have been some sort of shock therapy.
She got a number of prescriptions and I don't believe any doctor would print them without multiple warnings.

Whatever happened that day must've hit a nerve to unleash this desperate behaviour, very reminiscent of the pre- and post-hysterectomy monster binges.
She's been loading up on calorie bombs for days now, not even attempting to pretend to choose healthier options, like she really is on a suicide mission.
 
That would be a scary list of prescriptions for a senior citizen, not to mention the diagnoses that go along with them. I can't imagine any decent doctor not having some words of least least caution in regards to her lifestyle, when prescribing them.

Her list of diagnoses has passed the 'grim' milestone & it seems the worse it gets, the more idiotically she behaves in regards to food. I shouldn't have been shocked when she said she didn't want to start now but I was - but that level of naivety is on me. It's just too mind boggling for me to hoist aboard that, given all these serious medications, she airily waves away what's going on & just carries on being a complete moron.

I'm not sure what she's expecting from the Ozempic. I haven't looked for more recent papers but the product monograph for Ozempic in Canada still lists the only on label use as treating type 2 diabetes. Only 0.1% of clinical trial patients reported weight loss & only 6.3% reported a decreased appetite. Even if it's a good bit higher than that, those effects also imply the patient is following diabetic diet protocols & getting a reasonable level of exercise.

This is also one of those meds where you're titrated on to it & the dose for the first 4 weeks is subclinical. In other words - does NOT have the intended effect; that doesn't happen until you're up to the 0.5 mg. dose.

Either she'll be effusively gushing that it WORKS!, or she'll quit after 2 weeks saying it doesn't work.

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I believe Chantel and Amberlynn only like horror movies because it's the only genre that is very surface level and doesn't require a lot of thinking.
Oh yes, because chick flicks, comedies, and even some adventure and action movies are reserved for PhDs. The Shining is liderully for preschoolers.

They like horror because they can't find themselves in romance movies, fat people are often the target of mockery in comedies, the fine ass men of action flicks go for fine ass women... and their greatest adventure is a late-night trip to that new fast food joint.

Or maybe we're just armchair psychologists looking a bit too much into the psyche of two adipose-shackled gorls.
 
I find it really hard to believe she didn’t eat anything in the two hours between the first live of her solo and then them going out to eat together. In the first live, she went at lengths to describe her craving for Starbucks, went on to mention how she had a dream about it too. And she was debating whether she should go out on her own or wait for Peetz to finish. She even ended the live reading her braindead chat’s food recs for their chicken caprese sandwich.

Did she ever explain why she got Tim Horton’s and not Starbucks like she had said? Methinks that’s what she was doing for the few hours in between.
The greasepig wanted donuts, not scones.
 
This post upset me so I had go and check.
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There's a curtain. He probably never moves it. I am now even more upset for that sweet old chonker. That is not a life for any animal. Peetz deserves it though.
His room has a window, you can't advertise that as a bedroom if it doesn't have a window. But you're right, he likely never opens the curtain (although I'm shocked as fuck he has a curtain).

That poor kitty.
 
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