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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To think I said, in a moment of madness, two weeks. Gooooood damn it you dumb bitch, at least make it through one day. ONE day!

There's no hope for her, none. *sigh*

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Zero experience with Mexican food - be it takeout from Taco Bell type chains, "healthy" take out places or home made.
Mexican food is amazing if prepared accordingly, but it's almost ALL carbs, so of course it's just what the doctor ordered for her diabetes :lunacy:. PS: Taco Bell is the worst thing you can do to mex food.

"Yeah, I can do fifty squats. I can do squats easy"
Sure Jan. You can maaaaaybe do 1½, if the planets align and there's suficient gravity pull from a black hole somewhere near Earth. Gtfo here with your 50 squats. :lit:
 
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"Because of the injection I am on, I don't want to overeat since it makes me ill to eat too much and to eat really processed food..."
I call bullshit, Chantal. One shot of Ozempic, at a non-therapeutic dose, in someone who weighs 400+ lbs, would not be making you ill. At least, I highly doubt it.
What is making you ill is that you are suffering from multiple system failure and I suspect that there are very few things you could eat at this point that wouldn't cause your inflamed intestines, your maxxed out liver, your puffy pancreas, your clotty lungs and your fat entombed heart, distress. This is simply the consequences 30 years of one of the most extreme cases of maladjusted eating I have ever witnessed.
I am fascinated.
 
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Eustice, you are as delusional as Chantal.

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Her description of the psych ER bewilders me (pl: I've gone to the ER for psych emergencies and been in two different emergency psych wards but I'm american so maybe it's a little different).

First of all, it's not supposed to be a pleasant, nurturing environment, you go there so they can prevent you from killing yourself. To get long-term care to actually address your issues (as opposed to keeping you safe during an episode or safely re-feeding an anorexic on the brink of starvation), you have to check yourself into rehab or start an intensive outpatient program. Of course, Chantal does not have the patience or commitment for a program like that and thinks that a doctor should be able to fix her in a couple days at the ER.

"The actual psychiatry department has like stigma against psychiatric problems." Nobody enjoys treating a demanding narc bitch. Being admitted is an awful, traumatic experience, but it sounds like she was never actually in the hospital and is just salty they didn't take her bullshit seriously. Complaining about how the free psychiatric care is not amazing and can't accommodate everyone/everything is ridiculous. She is not entitled to more help than the people who are in a state of emergency and need those spots, especially when she makes enough money to seek good care. I thought she said she has insurance?

She's complained before about how there's 4-6 beds in the ER, which is dumb but might actually be true. In a general ER, the beds for patients are usually in a couple hallways or something, but what a psychiatric patient needs is not the same as what a patient with say, diabetic ketoacidosis needs. The psych beds must all be in view of a hospital security guard at all times so they're usually in a cluster together. If they tried to fit like a dozen beds in the area one guard can see, the beds would have to be super close together which would mean no privacy at all for the patients (who can't be behind curtains because they must be seen at all times) and they don't want the literally psychotic patients talking or fighting. They keep you in the ER until a bed in a nearby psychiatric facility opens up. These places, despite having more than 6 beds, are usually at capacity but that's where you can be properly assessed and cared for. To avoid not having space for someone who's really in danger, they don't keep you in the ER if you can safely wait out whatever's happing at home. If Chantal wants help she should check herself into a center or hospital because that's where the ER would send her anyway, and if she does that she could choose a good place (and you really want to choose where you go, trust me some of these places are horrible), plus she would get to skip being in the ER.

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It's pretty obvious she's been living for these frequent chats over the past months where she can hang out with all her "friends", behave like a silly teenager, and be the center of attention -- the youth she always wanted but never had.

Also, Chantal if you're reading here: "healthy" "fresh" and "authentic" are terms used by product management teams to sell cuisine. Doesn't mean what you're eating is low in calories, salt, and fat.

She's having a 3 am snack with dipping sauces and pickles and I'm out.
 
Someone in the chat asked these two dimwits if they plan on continuing to live together:

Peetz: "We'll live together until one of us uhhh starts dating... or we die. I'm betting on until we die."

Chantal: (half-ignoring Peetz, making faces in the viewfinder) "Til' we die? Haha.. yeah... probably"
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Peetz: "It's either that or until we get in a serious relationship and neither of us looks"

Chantal: "yeaahhh..." (eyes darting) "I mean" (long silence) "...exactly. I don't want a serious-I really don't want... AHHH SHHHAM'S BEEZIN!!!" (desperately squints at chat and changes the subject)

Peetz deserves what he gets but Clotso 100% believes that once a few of these elbees fall right off from the Ozempic and a couple flax seed waffles, she'll be fighting the men off. Peetz may have given up and resigned himself to a life of celibacy, comic books and tending to Chantal's boyles, but hopefully he has a plan B because Chinzilla will leave him buried under box mountain (stranded in an apartment he can't afford) the nanosecond she thinks she has a shot with the first desperate immigrant that shows her any interest.

I might feel a little bad for him, but he's not only an insufferable smug twat, he knows exactly what kind of person Chantal is and chose this for himself.
 
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