What pops to mind is Gilda Radner: “Hi, I’m Annette… and these are my breasts.”
Bad day for women who made their marks on the world.
Her last years of life were pretty bad. She had a good life until MS destroyed it.
R.I.P. Annette
Man…Roger Ebert, Margaret Thatcher, and now Annette Funicello. Does that count as a Rule of Three?
R.I.P. 
Time to break out my copies of Beach Party and Beach Blanket Bingo. Those movies kickstarted puberty for me.
RIP Deedee.
So long, Pineapple Princess.
She was before my time, but as a young child I remember watching Beach Blanket Bingo on TV. That catchy tune was stuck in my head for some time.
EDIT: I still watch BBB on occasion, just because I like the red-and-white striped Cessna 175.
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♪♪
M-I-C…See you real soon.
K-E-Y…Why? Because we like you.
M-O-U-S-E
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RIP, Annette.
Oh, I hope not! :eek:
I’m five years younger than Annette. I adored the original Mickey Mouse Club, and like many kids my age, followed her every move in the fan magazines. I continued to admire her as she (we) got older. She said something after the MS that has always stuck with me: “Life doesn’t have to be perfect for it to be wonderful.” A classy woman. Rest in peace.
I has a sad…
Her breasts were also referenced in Grease. I understand she was actually kind of proud of that.
Also in Stand By Me:
In the 6th grade we were obsessed with Annette’s tits. Each day I hoped that Annette would be doing the sign-off, only to be disappointed by Bobby or some other non-titted Mouseketeer. Her teen movies were a disappointment, as she never wore a bikini.
I’ve always been glad that her life turned out well, despite the illness. RIP, dream girl.
So sad. Annette was the first girl I ever had a crush on, back around 1957 when I watched the MMC and knew there was something special about her. It was great to read about her later and find that she always stayed classy.
Damn, I’m getting old.
Count me among the many many impressionable young lads who had their first crush on Annette. I had a most enjoyable weekend last summer re-watching the Beach Party movies. They were corny and naive, but full of good wholesome fun–something sadly lacking in a lot of entertainment today.
The original beach movies were before my time, but Back to the Beach sure was fun, even without that cultural context! 
I had a co-worker who worked with celebrities. She was generally unimpressed by them, but noted that Annette was one of the sweetest people she had ever met.
She did a visit to Sloan Kettering in the mid60s - she gave a set of her ears to my sister.
Walt Disney wouldn’t let her. She was still a “Disney girl” and her image had to stay clean. No bikinis, no exposed navels.
Yeah, I remember that now. I think she wore a two-piece in one of them, but it showed nothing. Meanwhile, you had all the extras in the background shakin’ that booty. 