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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I just wanted to toss these thoughts out, I think a big reason the whole 'chantal being trafficked' is being argued about so intensely from one end of the spectrum(very possible) to the other(impossible ya tard!!) is because everyone has different definitions of what could fall under the term 'trafficking'.

When it's brought up in the context of what most think of as 'sex slavery' the idea of Nader like, chaining her in the basement and charging hundreds to have tons of men come fuck her up and keeping all the money while abusing her, yeah that's ridiculous.

However, if someone considers him having a friend come over to abuse her for a few bucks and tossing the beast herself a few lines for it (and his loving thank you baby!!!), I could maybe see that??

I think defining all the conspiracy theories as 'trafficking' just makes all us kiwis call each other retarded because we're not mind readers. If that makes sense? Idk sorry lol
Stop it. Chantal does not meet the definition of trafficking posted on The government of Canada website, nor does she show any of the possible signs.
 
However, if someone considers him having a friend come over to abuse her for a few bucks and tossing the beast herself a few lines for it (and his loving thank you baby!!!), I could maybe see that??

I have no proof but I think he already invited a friend over to have a 3 way or at least wanted to watch the other guy climb the mountain. The way she was always talking about how highly sexed he was. Knowing how desperate she is, she probably said okay even though she didn't want to but with enough drugs in her
 
I have no proof but I think he already invited a friend over to have a 3 way or at least wanted to watch the other guy climb the mountain. The way she was always talking about how highly sexed he was. Knowing how desperate she is, she probably said okay even though she didn't want to but with enough drugs in her
I think so too. God knows what drugs he could be giving her, along with alcohol; chins would lap anything up and ask for more. I can totally see a dirtbag like Nader inviting a friend or two over. He's been bruising her since day one, I don't think physical abuse would elicit this response in her. Wanting to hide in her room where it's safe? Yeah, I can see it being sexual. Two cents from me.
 
Stop it. Chantal does not meet the definition of trafficking posted on The government of Canada website, nor does she show any of the possible signs.
Also trafficking is so fucking uncommon compared to what people think. Unless you're a <18 year old in Bangladesh, it's way more likely that you're gonna be murdered or sommat. Y'all sound like the autists that try to say Amberlynn has Prader-Wili syndrome.
 
“Peetz — James, whom Chantal calls "Peetz", is Chantal's ex-fiancé, and ex- and current housemate who works for a call centre. Chantal cheated on Peetz with Bibi in 2011, but they have remained on apparently good terms, and even moved in together (again) in 2020. Peetz is a balding, fat recluse who spends all night chimping out online; traits he and Chantal have in common. Peetz is a zealous SJW, and counsels Chantal with woke sophistry to try to arm her against the haydurs, but it doesn't seem to stick. When Bibi dumped Chantal and made her leave, Peetz immediately agreed to move in with Chantal, but the "luxury apartment" they got together was something of a poisoned chalice: because the COVID-19 disaster forced them to be cooped up together all day, tensions mounted between the two, not helped by Chantal's filthiness and its effect on their brand new white trash furnishings, and as of July 2020 tensions are mounting. Because of his SJW sperging and obsequiousness to Chantal, Peetz is regarded in the thread as a loser and a simp, but he is generally held to have achieved more than Chantal.”

His real name is James Lucas and he also wrote X-Men rape fan-fiction. Despite initially denying it, he eventually admitted to it.

However he somehow doesn’t see the irony or hypocrisy in continually regurgitating SJW talking points about people deemed to be sex offenders, despite his own shady past.
 
For anyone interested in a brief shitty recap of Chantal's latest high livestream:

She ordered spaghetti with sausage, and "a tiny piece of garlic" that she lost her shit over and saved the receipt with that printed on it. Because whenever she needs a laugh or cheering up, she can just pull it out of her drawer. She literally said this.

She ate the spaghetti and "tiny piece" of garlic bread (which was just their standard one slice of garlic bread) that her butler brought to her while she was sitting on her throne.

Lied down on the llama and bemoaned her life for awhile. She is going to Eurobeeze next summer. In fact, she is going to write a song about it! So look forward to that. (Will never happen, we are stuck with Weeknd for the foreseeable future).

But wait for it.....she orders food again!

Igor brings the food up to her. (I'm going to dub him Igor because that's exactly what he reminds me of when he serves her. Instead of a hump on his back, he has a bowling ball in his gut).

She starts eating a fucking huge handmade ice cream sandwich that looked like it came from a restaurant (in other words, not those paper wrapped ones from the grocery store). She tries to lick it in a sexual manner (barf) while high as fuck. She is double fisting a Crush grape soda and some type of caramel macchiato/frappe drink at the same time.

When she finally finishes the ice cream sandwich and grape soda, she looks visibly sick and about to pass out. She even says she feels like shit.

Then she takes out another huge ass homemade ice cream sandwich. I am not shitting you when I say this. I was actually shocked. She tries to force herself to eat the second ice cream sandwich. She gets about halfway through that one and calls it a day. But then opens up another full-sugar Sprite to ensure she gets in at least 500 grams of sugar for the day.

I know it pales in comparison to fucking your own mother, but this was the second most shocking thing I saw today.
 
A recap of the recent stream "Beautiful Spaghetti" for those who can't sit through 3 hours of Chantal clearing her sinuses.
It's very long, fair warning.

Ninja'd a bit by ButterMyMuffin but I'm in too deep to stop now.

She comes on with the same makeup from last night looking busted, as usual -- just with a dress on this time instead of only lingerie.
  • Cue the comment about ordering the "little, tiny piece of garlic bread" that was mentioned a page back and apparently her spaghetti dinner was also called "beautiful spaghetti" which amused Chantal -- She also ordered fried zucchini.
  • She doesn't feel like doing anything today -- "HI MIA!"
  • She is letting her hair grow and will probably get it styled later... I wonder if she'll have enough hair by 'later'.
  • She likes total privacy when she uses the bathroom. Odd as she is so keen on sharing every detail of her bathroom visits and farting/peeing on stream anyway -- "DANIELLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
  • Keeps reiterating her hair is dry and that she needs a hair mask -- Never mind the estrogen and other medications. "Everything about me is dry!"
  • She is wondering why Moroccan oil is doing nothing for her balding head -- she paid "like $40" for it and it has a danger label on it?
  • She was asked when she showered last and looked to the side as she replied "Eek, yesterday... I just woke up"
  • She's wearing nothing under her dress. Thanks for that info.

  • "WHAT ARE YOU DOING, SAM?"
  • "I WANT PIZZA."
  • She's going to watch mystery shows with the cats later and "plan things" in her planner.
  • She's been napping all day, surprise!
  • The shitting on the stairs was brought up "How do you know it wasn't Peetz? Just joking." Shit eating grin on her face, as usual. She also talks about how the cats missed her and that's why they pooped on the stairs. "The litterbox would have to be really full or dirty for it to be that." Gave herself away a bit there.
  • Chat brings up spies. "Pretty much everything I do gets plastered on the internet anywayyyyyy." Weird, I didn't think broadcasting your whole disgusting existence in videos would lead to that.
  • A superchat which leads to Chantal saying she is on the gummy bears and sage/sour pot "anddddddddd depression so..." This is interrupted by Peetz' arrival.
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  • Peetz comes in with her "beautiful spaghetti" and the receipt showing the WITTLE GARLIC BREAD, hilarious to Guntal.
  • She's out of breath and coughing just from laughing. "NO PARMESAN CHEESE" Get up and get some yourself, fuck sake. She's wiping her grotty old makeup all over her snout.
  • She's having a "Purple Crush" drink with her meal and begins singing as she's devouring fried zucchini dipped in ranch.
  • "The Weeknd, if you're listening to this, you're helping my room depression."
  • "I would marry Billie Eilish for sure, wait no... If she were close to my age but she's like an old soul, ya know."
    "I wouldn't want to be with someone, well... younger than 30 ,ya know... I don't know."
  • She shows spaghetti that looks DRENCHED in cheese. She says it needs salt and adds it on and also that it needs parmesan...
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  • "I have the munchies, I haven't eaten anything today." She's making orgasm noises as she devours the spaghetti in Cuntal fashion.
  • "Sometimes when I eat I get phlegmy."
  • "I look hungover." Could it be because you are? There was speculation she was drinking last night in her last live.
  • Singing and MORE SALT ADDED to the spaghetti.
  • Reminiscing about a friend "Christine" and her mother that would make spaghetti sauce, amazing.
  • "I'm in the zone at the moment, guys and the only thing that will get me out is eating enough food." Good grief.
  • She's not going to take ANY MORE edibles, Joe.
  • "Every time I would ask a man if I'm beautiful, that's what he would say to me." -- In reference to calling the spaghetti cute. Followed by "POO POOS IN THE KITCHEN" and burping.
  • She shows off the bruise on her arm that's old but doesn't say anymore about it.
  • "Your coworkers fart, that's so rude. Don't you feel like punching them? Grrr, go to the bathroom. I'm kidding, you know I like to fart on people!" She continues eating fried zucchini after the spaghetti.
  • She's asked if she's been out lately and as she rolls her eyes "Do I look it?"
  • "Anyone wanna make out, tehe?" More spaghetti time!
  • She's had enough but she keeps eating "Or have I?" I can only imagine how it feels to eat close to your daily calorie limit in one meal whilst wheezing.
  • Singing -- "I AM SO BEAUTIFUL, WORDS CAN'T BRING ME DOWN." As she brushes the wisps of her hair and opens another Purple Crush drink.
  • She's not done eating, suprise again! "Ugh, what am I eating?"
  • She's not on ozempic yet, she has to talk to her doctor and she hasn't taken her blood sugar lately. "I've been eating and not moving, no sexercise, SIGH!"
  • She wants to catch up on everything and "make everything in her life right!"
  • "How am I not like old Chantal? More stoned... Like what?"
    "I don't like that you guys don't like that I'm changing, ya know?" Here it comes.
    "I'm going to turn it into a growth, though, I'm almost 40. I'm different from when I started YouTube... HI LEWIS!"

    I have this on 1.75 speed and there's still periods of her staring blankly into the abyss.

  • "Beez in Jamaica? I don't think so... Ya never know but I doubt it." She wants more food, surprise x 3! Plucking her eyebrows SAYING NOTHING, fuck sake.
  • She was asked if she's muting the stream to do coke. "Of course not!" She's using her Sprite can to smoke pot apparently and off camera. Her breathing is due to her smoking and it doesn't feel like blood clots -- as she's applying more make up to her already caked, old makeup face. "I know I'm a mess right now, guys. You guys have no faith in me, do you?... HI JORDAN!"
  • "I want a donut or like three or five. Where did Joe go, I don't see any bitching?" We're being taken to the bed. "Should I do daily vlogs of my glow up?"
  • "Pretty sure I smoked all of my cheese kush, did I? I think so." Joe deserted her livestream for Bae Nation's and she seems pissed about that. "Why do people not like talking about inappropriate stuff?"
  • "My livestreams are kind of depressing and gross." The glimpses of reality through the cracks of weed and food comas.
    Back to Chantal drooling over thoughts of food.
  • Good grief, she ordered desserts and Peetz is there on the bed now. It's going to be a surprise, surprise x4! Peetz is as apathetic as usual. He ordered a strawberry sundae. She's sick of procrastinating on things in her life, she means it! -- In response to Vegas Doll being hidden. Her blocked list is just TOO LONG GUYS, IT'S HARD, YOU DON'T GET IT.
  • "I need to be with someone romantic, I'm not settling anymore! Love yourself and don't let people treat you like shit, you know what? It's starting to sink in."
  • "I broke up with Bibi because I want us to be happy... I want both of us to be happy." She admits the romance was gone.
    "I think my family is going to be Peetz, the cats and maybe having some sex with men and women... I don't know. Peetz will be the home base, he'll have to start taking better care though and take care of the animals so I can Eurobeeze with you guys." How fucking kind of you to bestow upon Petez the duty of looking after your shit whilst you fuck off. I doubt her health will let her disappear to Europe though and Petez probably knows this. "Petez wants his own life you think? Well... Maybe."
  • She ordered homemade ice cream sandwiches -- she says as she's orgasming over the thought and a homemade mochaccino.
  • "Are you guys kind of grossed out by mixing different meats?" She's a literal food pit but go on with the dainty Amber bullshit.
    High pitched cat antics raping my ears as Chantal drools over more hypothetical food.


  • Peetz brings her ice cream sandwich as she blows her nose on a ketchup filled napkin and brushes her wisps of hair. She got TWO ICE CREAM SANDWICHES. Mein gott in himmel. She's completely unfocused on anything she is saying as she's engorging herself for the second time this evening. I got an islamic screenshot for anyone that has made it this far.
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  • "Has anyone else been in the mood where you just want to eat and not do anything?" She's eating the second ice cream sandwich now and having a Sprite and is out of breath.

    Back in bed and that's basically all folks!
 
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A few observations:
  • It looks like she's regained every pound she lost when she was on the Crackie Diet. Will we ever get a weigh in?

  • Thinking like a reasonable person for a second I was wondering why, with money so tight, she keeps ordering spaghetti when it's the easiest and cheapest thing in the world to make. Oh yeah, because at the very least it would mean cleaning the moldy pot in the fridge, and then the pot would have to be cleaned again. My bad.

  • She's open to being with women now because she knows she will never attract a decent (or even not-so-decent) man. Amberlynn at 500+ pounds attracts one girlfriend after another so why can't she, amiright? She should make a play for Becky, then she can have TWO butlers.
 
Also trafficking is so fucking uncommon compared to what people think. Unless you're a <18 year old in Bangladesh, it's way more likely that you're gonna be murdered or sommat. Y'all sound like the autists that try to say Amberlynn has Prader-Wili syndrome.

Or like the 40-something-year-old women who post pictures on social media of a dark-complexioned man handing out flyers for a Chinese food joint in the Walmart parking lot and are wholeheartedly convinced that they were nearly abducted and shipped off to the East Bloc to be abused by angry Russian men. "The flyer is to get you back out of the car to take it off, then they'll grab you and drag you away into the night never to be seen again!" Same with the little black X on the car. What's the more likely explanation? Russian mob marking your car so they can scoop you up later and drag you off into the night never to be seen again, or bored teenagers fucking with other people's property?


Obviously trafficking does happen but I don't think there's much of a market for 350 pound binge-eating ladies who post every single detail of their lives on the Internet. Hell, the food bill and bedframe repairs would ruin Sergei's investment in as short as a week. Trafficking generally targets individuals who are in a bind or a shitty situation, a situation where they have no other options or are stuck in the middle of nowhere, people who don't have friends/family around to notice they're gone. Particularly people with questionable immigration status, as well.

Chantal is:
1. Very, very fat, thus unappealing to most people in the market for prostitutes.
2. Watched daily and actively followed by tens of thousands of people, thus people would very quickly notice she was gone if she were to disappear. Peetz would also notice she was missing when he eventually left his quarters.
3. So fat that if she got packed off to Russia it would probably alter the rotation of the Earth enough that NASA would investigate her as an anomaly.

I don't think it's very likely either. Infact even in the most seedy and desperate of areas I doubt she could get a gig, even willingly. Even being a lot-lizard at some shitty Flying J/Love's on the ass end of nowhere she'd be hard pressed to find a tweaked out trucker to pay for her services.
 
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This is rich coming from her.
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don't be a nerd.

Do it her way. Go to univeristy. Drop out. Get a job. Be shit at said job. Get fired. Get with any fresh off the boat immigrant that looks your way, hoping for residency. Eat copious amounts of food on camera. Lose 1/4 of your organs. Smoke crystal meth from a floor mattress. Get addicted to cocaine. Shit yourself daily. Spend $3000 a month on shit greasy food.

Stop being jealous, hater. It's called entrepreneurship.
 
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