You'd think someone so appearance-obsessed would realise they look like an overflowing plastic bag full of mayonnaise but the human mind is a mysterious thing.Regardless of her crocodile tears about I see what you see or whatever, you know good and goddamn well that she sees dainty, cute, and feminine whenever she prances in front of a mirror. Supermodels don't eyefuck themselves as much as Hamber does. The endless duckfaces, and cheeky glances into the viewfinder with that come hither stare, the preening in her Torrid Horrid bullshit tarps. She LOVES herself and sees no real reason to change. Chantal is the same way which is why neither one of them will ever succeed. Both have chosen food over health and their arrogance and vanity allow them to do that. Not to mention that both are dumb as a box of rocks.