"-Do you find me beautiful? Chloe was reflected in the water of a silver basin where the goldfish swam undisturbed. On her shoulder, the gray mouse with black whiskers rubbed its nose with its little paws and observed the changing reflections. Chloe had put on her stockings, transparent like incense smoke, the color of her light skin, and her high white leather heels. Otherwise, she was naked, except for a blue gold bracelet that made her delicate wrist look even more fragile. -Do you think I should get dressed?..." Reader, welcome to the world of Boris Vian: a dreamlike world, seen through the "magic window" of the author, an artificial and imaginative world, colorful, sparkling, tasty, and melodic. Foam of the Days is a novel of an era, a country, a language, and at the same time a novel outside of time, outside of geographical coordinates, a novel par excellence of language, in the tradition of Rabelais, Lewis Carroll, Alfred Jarry, and Raymond Queneau, in the spirit of the College of Pataphysics. It is also a novel of music, jazz, a novel "very very swing," according to the author's favorite expression. Recently, Foam of the Days was brought to the big screen by Michel Gondry, starring Audrey Tautou and Romain Duris, Gad Elmaleh, Omar Sy. [Excerpt from the text on the back cover of the edition]