🍗 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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The way her eyes move, tracking all potential interlopers as she chomps down on her meal, would make a velociraptor envious. If you slow the video down to .5 speed it's like a fucking auto target system. She is clinically hyper-aware of how people will perceive her eating fast food in her car. Frankly, I agree with her. It is shameful. Get a grip.

I'd have a lot more respect for her if she just fucking owned it. Don't make a million excuses. eat what you fucking want for a paycheck.
 
Well that's a story to be proud of. You let yourself get groped by a 40+ year old man who was so drunk he could barely see. She deluded herself until to thinking he wanted her. He bribed her with food and she accepted in a hearbeat - he was insulting her and she's too stupid to see it. She bingedher face off in front of them and all she can think about was the breakfast buffett that never was. Hilarious.
 
Let's introduce her to Stephanie/Sapphire Crimson Claw. Stephanie claims she fucks the ghost of Richard Ramirez and is a long term platonic relationship with the ghost Jeffrey Dahmer. Surely Steph could show Chantal how to hook up with John Wayne Gacy or Charles Manson in the astral plane. They're no Gary Ridgeway but at least Chantal would have some specter sex under her belt when the actual Gary Ridgeway dies. She might even get to give birth to a spectral baby, all the more special since Chantal will never give birth in real life. Then they can spend the rest of their time talking about their screwed up reproductive organs and how it's not their fault that they are fat. Win-win all around.
 
people park next to her so often it makes me think that they are doing it on purpose when they see a whale in a car at a fast food joint. i always laugh at how paranoid she is about being seen eating and stops the moment someone is near.

she tried every single thing about diets and is now apparently fasting (if you can even call that) from 7pm to 11am which is basically a normal busy persons eating schedule. what she should do is use her paranoia about public eating to lose weight. she should just remove all the food from her house and start eating out at restaurants among people. maybe this way she would finally eat normal sized meals and not something that can feed a family for entire day.
 
Her definition of lover is so strange, is there something I'm missing here? If her story is 100% accurate then she never kissed, touched or had any type of sex with this person. She simply saw him naked and this counts him as a lover.
 
“It is a raunchy story; it deserves raunchy food.”

Sure, Jan. That totally justifies another “cheat meal.”

She’s gonna have to learn to resist the temptations whether she likes it or not. Right now she’s taking a shy step forward with her 15-minute walks, and two long steps backwards with her diet. She just doesn’t have the fitness to exercise long enough to make a dent in her daily food consumption. Her 15-minute walk burns 150-200 kcal. It’s not nothing, but it ain’t gonna undo Taco Bell.

If she did her walks three times a day, that’d be a solid foundation for her weightloss plan. She could do one walk outdoors and two indoors. Up the time to 20 min. That’d be about 600 kcal burned per day or 4,200 per week, or 3,600 with one rest day. It’s about an extra pound of fat burned weekly with a proper diet. It’s 50 pounds per year just from walking 20 minutes three times per day.
 
To be honest, I don't think she'll be able to tolerate fasting. She doesn't even have the willpower to stop binging. I can't believe she thinks that fasting from 7pm to 11am is a big astronomical feat. That's the normal, everyday person's eating schedule. I'm assuming she knows nothing about fasting and why people do it. She only saw people on youtube doing it with success or made a quick google search. Let me tell you- the WORST thing you can do if you are going to fast is to keep eating sugar and crap. People that are her size are actually recommended by doctors to fast for DAYS, not a mere few hours.

I love how she's willing to try anything, BUT eating well. Those that fast to lose weight are truly serious about losing fat and are willing to make the permanent lifestyle changes to accompany it. Chances are she's going to fail, and then blame fasting for not working. If anything, it would only exacerbate her hunger. It's a dangerous path for her to go down without any concrete knowledge of the practice.
 
It's even worse that she appears to consider herself to possess above-average knowledge on nutrition and is quite bitchy about it, she really is hopeless.
 
Fasting, meal planning, walking, portion control, etc all mean nothing when the person really doesn't want to do the work to lose weight.
This is Chantal.
She talks a good talk, but will never do the work to lose weight successfully.

I said it before, that driving to places (to walk) is a trigger for her, as she drives by all the fast food places she loves. Of course she stops to eat.
I'm not sure why she keeps up this charade. She obviously isn't interested in losing weight, so why does she keep lying about it?
She let herself balloon up to a massive size & never noticed? When she had to keep buying larger & larger clothing, she never noticed? She eats enough for 4 in one meal & never noticed?
Chantal didn't become this size overnight. But as the pounds packed on, even then she did nothing to reverse it.
Food is all she thinks about. Not family. Not friends. Not Bibi. Just food.
It would take a team of professionals to work with her daily to stop her overeating. But, she will never put the work in. It seems that anything that requires effort on her part is discarded almost immediately. The gym/trainer proves this point.
And remember the talks about how this Summer was going to be great because she would be thinner & able to wear cute clothes & go to lots of fun places? Those dreams were 20+ pounds ago.

Is she trying to catch up to AL? Well, she is almost there. Amber gets around on a scooter & I see Chantal approaching this. Truthfully, if she gets any bigger, she won't be able to fit behind the wheel of her car.

All that said, I'm just going to sit back & watch. I like predicting what excuses she will come up with & placing bets on which fast food place is the winner.
She is a great diversion when I need a break from work & could use a good laugh.
 
Her definition of lover is so strange, is there something I'm missing here? If her story is 100% accurate then she never kissed, touched or had any type of sex with this person. She simply saw him naked and this counts him as a lover.

Yeah, its bizarre. I watched an old video of hers a few days ago where she says she can “count the number of lovers she’s had in her life on her hands”. So, either that was bullshit, most of her stories are bullshit, or her definition of “lover” has changed. I think probably a combo of 2 and 3.
 
It's like watching a train wreck. Her excuses and life make for good trash tv when you don't have cable. What I hate most is the stupid little "cutesy" smirk on her face and "hee hees" when she flat-out disrespects her viewers.


Her justification for stuffing her face with fries, soda, and tacos is "This is a raunchy story that deserves raunchy food"...what? Also, the icing on the cake is that she later proclaims that the food is not as innocuous as we think...Lord almighty. The ignorance, the pompous attitude, the self-deception...wow. I guess we should all stop what we're doing because Chantal obviously knows what's good and what's bad for your body.
 
The association of food with sexual lust is particularly unsettling. I can handle the thought of Chantal on occasion manipulating a dick, but when it gets into the mechanics of her desire I'm out, especially as it taints the experience of ever watching her eat when you know she's getting off on it. No wonder she made that lewd joke about the brush/sex toy a few weeks back.
 
Also, the icing on the cake is that she later proclaims that the food is not as innocuous as we think...Lord almighty. .

Why does she even bother saying that when she so easily jumped from one restaurant to another for some fucking french fries when she was done with her tacos. I doubt she went to Arbys, one of her favorite places, and only got fries. Also didn't she have extra tacos in the car? Or did I hear that wrong? Cause she said something like "I dont want more tacos" and then decided to go to Arbys.
 
Humans are literally built to fast and gorge. It's only since the advent of agriculture that humans have had daily access to their caloric needs. Fasting, as long as you are hydrating and have the body fat to sustain yourself (ie are not dangerously underweight already) is completely safe and is increasingly being linked to myriad health benefits.

That said, a snowball has a better chance of surviving a summer in Death Valley then Chantal has of sticking to a fast, intermittent or otherwise.
 
Why does she even bother saying that when she so easily jumped from one restaurant to another for some fucking french fries when she was done with her tacos. I doubt she went to Arbys, one of her favorite places, and only got fries. Also didn't she have extra tacos in the car? Or did I hear that wrong? Cause she said something like "I dont want more tacos" and then decided to go to Arbys.

Good catch. She says at 11:45, "I don't really want another burr- I don't really want another taco."
 
Her definition of lover is so strange, is there something I'm missing here? If her story is 100% accurate then she never kissed, touched or had any type of sex with this person. She simply saw him naked and this counts him as a lover.

I wonder if the inebriated guy paid her $75 to shower because she smelled like some kinda funky corn chips (or worse). She really has no self awareness.
 
I wonder if the inebriated guy paid her $75 to shower because she smelled like some kinda funky corn chips (or worse). She really has no self awareness.

It's kinda sad / amusing that 90% of her "lovers" are just blackout drunk desperate men that can't get it up and can't find her cooch. I honestly wonder how many times she's had actual PIV (does @witchwind post here!) sex.
 
The association of food with sexual lust is particularly unsettling. I can handle the thought of Chantal on occasion manipulating a dick, but when it gets into the mechanics of her desire I'm out, especially as it taints the experience of ever watching her eat when you know she's getting off on it. No wonder she made that lewd joke about the brush/sex toy a few weeks back.
This is a warning signal to anyone who does not want to get caught in the wake of a group of female friends giving up on life. Used to be you'd only hear "this is better than sex!" from groups of obese midde-age women who ordered dessert at restaurants and were giving the performance of "I generally don't eat dessert but this chocolate mousse is soooo good it's better than sex!" to make it seem like downing thousands of calories in chocolate was somehow not a part of their daily routine. That performance has since morphed into something even worse.

Now you hear it from very young women regarding very pedestrian food. A family friend's college-age daughter and her bestie were eating KFC mashed potatoes and gravy and moaning as if eating reconstituted potato flakes and runny brown gravy was an orgasmic experience. Both are terribly overweight, morbidly obese before they can legally drink. Worst part were all the other fat women chiming in about whatever sad and generally unappetizing food got their gears cranking. They weren't groaning over chocolate mousse - they were erotically describing fried twinkies at the fair, toasted marshmallow fluff sandwiches on white bread, nachos covered with cheese from a jar, and on and on. The fit women and most of the men were uncomfortable because for us gorging is not a substitute for human intimacy and genuine sexual pleasure. It was like being forced to watch people masturbate and it was unsettling.

But that's what Chantal's life is. All her sex stories are grim and sad and generally filled with the sense that all of them were alcohol-fueled mistakes but buttressed with food she gives this incredible sexual performance. Her eyes rolling into the back of her head, moaning in pleasure. She even does it now when she's eating a single leaf of romaine lettuce - even if the food is not decadent, calorie-laden or well-prepared in some manner, she mimics orgasm in some way when she consumes it because for her food is a replacement for sex and emotional intimacy. When you are rolling your eyes into the back of your head over pizza you consume regularly and a leaf of lettuce alike, something is terribly wrong with your psyche. I can't watch her videos anymore because I can't stand the panting obese people do to breathe and talk at the same time but you don't need to hear her to get what she is selling: she has traded human contact, physical expressions of love and lust, and a sense of physical connection to a partner for the fat-girl performance of lusty eating.
 
Ah yes, that golden gem from a few days ago...

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I imagine at this point it's an automatic habit. Like the shifty-eye thing and the heehee's. An unflattering one. What the hell was she trying to prove with orgasming at a piece of bland lettuce? That she has seen the light and that "Look, guys!! Healthy food is sooo good! I've turned a new leaf!"(quite literally). That moment beautifully captured the deception and the lunacy of her actions. If she's going to replace love and intimacy with food, I'd root for her to keep eating the deep fried slop she always eats. At least she'll actually, genuinely ejoy it.
 
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