🍗 Deathfat 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, ex-Muslim, apostate

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I remember that. I’m just wondering when her aunt said Chantal needed psychiatric help.

I think it was around one of the times she was back in Canada with the claim she was going to get medical help. She related how her aunt was telling her how she (the aunt) had had a course of DBT and how helpful it had been. Auntie told Chantal that she thought that she'd also really benefit from DBT.

I think (but am not positive) that this was the time that her family was supposedly going to help her set up all the various medical appointments. It sounded like Aunt Phyllis was saying that extensive therapy-- which is what DBT it, a very long round of very structured and intense therapy-- was something that Chantal needed.

I wouldn't be entirely surprised if the family had added therapy to their requirements for helping her out more, because it sounds like the entire family has had some extensive discussions about boundaries.
 
From the archives. The invention of Fupa Goy (to publicly absolve Nader from giving her throat gonorrhea when she thought she so desperately wanted to "build a life with him").

You can tell she was making it up on the spot.

 
You goise are overcomplicating a potential Chins/Uncle Phil living situation. Chins may be Phil's "favorite niece" (according to Chins, anyway), but Phil knows what a lifelong fuck-up she is. What incentive would she have to want to cohabitate with her?
Phil has absolutely zero incentive to cohabitate with Chantal, and plenty of incentive not to, so the speculation about it is just window-licking stupid. I know that retarded shit is par for the course on this thread, but god damn.

You think Phyllis and Kim haven't talked at great lengths about the massive, unsolvable problem that is Chantal? You think Phil hasn't had to deal with submorons from the internet who have a hateboner for her "favorite" niece?

Kim—Chantal's own mother—won't take her in. We can say it's due to her husband's objections, but I think Kim is fed the fuck up, has been since the Marty incident, and Chantal bailing on her last apartment and fucking off to Syria may jave been the final straw. How anybody thinks Phyllis, a sick, prematurely-old woman with no money, is going to pick up the slack and set up housekeeping with Cutie—like, no. Just fucking no.
 
Chantal refuses to breathe through her nose like an actual hominid. She even uses (I believe) a mouth mask for her CPAP vs what normal people have: the nose hose.
She sounds like a toddler with a cold when she breathes now; full mouth-breather. very cute.

This is not to say her nose doesn’t work. She twitches and out-sniffs a great deal.
Insane, she's made herself brachycephalic...
Bingo, seems all that visceral and adipose fat is starting to take its toll. It's why she's laying down so much, her laziness combined with the pressure on her lungs. i'm not entirely sure when she started mouth breathing, but I'm fairly certain she started doing it in Kuwait.
 
Just an observation - but her new pfp looks awfully like a young Björk sans the talent and non-narc attitude.

Young Gunt:
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Young Björk:
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i'm not entirely sure when she started mouth breathing, but I'm fairly certain she started doing it in Kuwait.
Mmmm… I could be completely wrong, and I don’t have time atm to search back this far, but I’m almost positive she was doing all her annoying nose things - huffing, twitching, dripping with lokma chocolate - as far back as the Bibi era.

Maybe another farmer can confirm my memory…otherwise I’ll look it up tomorrow and see what nasal activity I can find.

Meanwhile, here’s another pic of young Chantal Marie Olive Sarault:
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I'm shocked she didn't trot out that repulsive picture of her teenaged self unconscious and sweaty, with only a flimsy sarong shielding us from the unthinkable. She is so proud of that specific photo, "flaunting" it quite regularly back in the day, as it photodocumented the only time in her pubescent (and post-pubescent) life where her gargantuan fupa wasn't piled up to at least fifteen feet in circumference. She was still outrageously porky, of course, but wasn't yet the Crisco golem that she willed herself into being.
 
Mmmm… I could be completely wrong, and I don’t have time atm to search back this far, but I’m almost positive she was doing all her annoying nose things - huffing, twitching, dripping with lokma chocolate - as far back as the Bibi era.

Maybe another farmer can confirm my memory…otherwise I’ll look it up tomorrow and see what nasal activity I can find.

Meanwhile, here’s another pic of young Chantal Marie Olive Sarault:
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I was curious so I looked up the pronunciation of sarault and it’s sarro (like sorrow) Chantal means boulder and sauralt means pants so she is boulder pants. She was born to be the woman we see.
 
I'm shocked she didn't trot out that repulsive picture of her teenaged self unconscious and sweaty, with only a flimsy sarong shielding us from the unthinkable. She is so proud of that specific photo, "flaunting" it quite regularly back in the day, as it photodocumented the only time in her pubescent (and post-pubescent) life where her gargantuan fupa wasn't piled up to at least fifteen feet in circumference. She was still outrageously porky, of course, but wasn't yet the Crisco golem that she willed herself into being.
This is a classic.

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This was back when she was just "normal" fat camping around Canada. Who could have guessed where she would be today?

400+ pounds in Syria of all fucking places.
 
You tend to find reverts, especially influencers, will obviously scribble out their hair in any pre-Islam photos. The more garish the color used, the more attention seeking they are. Interesting she chose not to do that.
 
I'm shocked she didn't trot out that repulsive picture of her teenaged self unconscious and sweaty, with only a flimsy sarong shielding us from the unthinkable. She is so proud of that specific photo, "flaunting" it quite regularly back in the day, as it photodocumented the only time in her pubescent (and post-pubescent) life where her gargantuan fupa wasn't piled up to at least fifteen feet in circumference.
For some reason I’m drawing a blank on that pic.
Can you share more info?
As much as possible I’ve been trying to curate a complete album of her greatest hits photos.

Here are the other two that I have:
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This was her PFP back when I stumbled into GorlWorld in 2017.
 
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