And she spends almost 50 dollars a DAY on fast food and pot treats.
My understanding was $40 just on fast food (I just checked on DoorDash and yeah -- it's pretty easy to blow 40-50 bucks on one delivery, ordering for three people as she does). The pot treats can probably add another 20-30, with the amount she consumes (smoking, vaping, and edibles). Plus all her other food (since one Burger King order a day won't last her and she'll be digging into the groceries/gas station snacks/McDonald's later on her livestream).
It's not unrealistic to pin it closer to $75/day. Plus rent, plus Cokey's rent, plus cable, plus her phone, plus Cokey's phone (and probably another phone or two she's never bothered to cancel the contract on) plus gas/insurance for the car, plus box removals... No wonder she hasn't done a Torrid haul or an Amazon spree in a while. And her subscription boxes -- aka actual content for her channel -- seem to have gone away. She's probably been living on credit cards for a while and it's all catching up to her now.
But hey, she’d rather do this than live like other people ughhhh, so boooring, with their actual jobs and savings accounts and mortgages and non-infested non-dirty houses not swarming with flies and their credit cards that still work and their spouses who love them and aren’t abusive drug addicts looking to spend all their money and then throw them out til next month. Soooo boring, she could never.
Thing is, not everyone has to live the "normal" life. Not everyone wants the job, the house, the marriage, the kids. There are plenty of starving artists in the world, or old hippies making tie-dye shirts or whatever to make ends meet. Lots of people prefer to be single, lots don't aspire to home ownership, many don't give a rat's ass if they have to take the bus everywhere. Not everyone measures success in the same way.
Chantal's problem -- and what makes her a true lolcow -- is that she
does measure success in the same way as most people. The glamorous influencer. The luxury condo. The expensive face soap. New clothes every month, a handsome man to fuck her, vacations on tropical islands. She wants an upper middle class lifestyle, but she doesn't want to work for it. In fact, she
only wants these things
because other people measure success that way. She has no idea what she really wants because she has no idea who she really is or what she values. If she decided a "normal" life wasn't for her and went off to... I don't know... make a living as a lounge singer or something (I know... I just struggle to think of anything whatsoever she might be suited to) then she wouldn't have thousands of pages of people laughing at her bullshit.
The people who have that "boring" lifestyle sacrificed things to get it, namely their freedom to do whatever they want, whenever they want. The people who wanted freedom to do whatever they want sacrificed having their own home and fancy cookware in order to carve out time for what matters to them. Chantal eats fried chicken and shits herself. That's her life. But she wants to do it wearing sparkly sunglasses so that no one can tell her she's not as good as them.
It's absolutely bizarre and it will absolutely ruin what's left of her life.
