She’s being called “The Fat Whisperer.” Hollywood starlets are flocking to her to shed unwanted pounds. Celebrities are claiming she can get them red-carpet ready as she uses the power of persuasion to encourage fat cells to leave the body. Who is this woman and what is she doing?
Mary Ascension Saulnier is the woman behind the “Fat Whisperer” nickname. Saulnier studied at the Santa Fe Academy of Natural Healing. She is also a Pilates instructor, a raw food chef, and now Hollywood’s new diet guru.
Saulnier runs a weight loss clinic where she has a plethora of treatments for her clients. Her services may include detox masks, teas, wraps, heated suits, or ultrasound treatments. While these are high tech and non-traditional tools in the weight loss arena, it’s the “whispering” that is really gaining notoriety.
Saulnier has a technique where she orders fat to leave a client’s body. She claims to be able to get to the emotional root of a client’s over-eating issue, listen to what emotions are in the fat cells, and then tell it how to move out of the body.
While this method seems absurd to most of us, apparently her clients get the results they seek. After shelling out about $230 per session, one would hope to see some positive results.
But is all this “whispering” really why the clients are able to zip that dress and be ready for the paparazzi to snap dozens of photos? Many of Saulnier’s techniques may be simply providing temporary water loss, which does allow a tight dress to fit better, but it’s temporary and not weight loss.
It’s even more important to know that most of Saulnier’s clients are put on a very low calorie diet. Some days the diet doesn’t even consist of 1,000 calories for the entire day. These facts are more than enough to raise some serious doubts about the abilities to talk fat calls out of the body.
I know I do not stand alone in hoping that one fateful day a miracle diet will appear, where I can ignore what I’m eating and just have something magical vanish the consequences of too many calories in. Sure, for a moment I was ready to sell the farm and rush out to the Hollywood clinic, a double cheeseburger in hand, mind you. I was ready to have all my current and pending fat whispered away. But once I learned that I’d once more be counting my calories and watching what I was eating, I realized again, there’s nothing new under the sun. Except perhaps, a woman who would charge me a whole lot to talk to my jiggly belly. Yeah, come to think of it, that’s new.