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When I told my husband that I’d ordered a copy of Leslie Ludy’s Set Apart Femininity, he looked at me like I was speaking French. Or like I said I’d taken to eating peanut butter. That would be even stranger.

Although he was the one to introduce me to the Ludys back in our dating days, it’d been a long time since we’d read any of their material. Excluding, perhaps, that one night we spent annotating a particularly alarming article from Leslie Ludy’s website that ended with us pretty much nod...