When I moved into my current apartment, the pedestal sink in the sole bathroom was pointed out as an upgrade. I oohed and aahed over its elegant, space-saving beauty. Frankly, I was an idiot. Now, I'd trade it in for a dated old cabinet in a second.
My only bathroom's pedestal sink robbed me of the thing that is most essential in city living: storage. My bathroom cleaners are forced under my kitchen cabinet — sharing the same air as my dish sponges — and the extra toilet paper is regulated to a bedroom closet, an unfortunate distance when you're stranded with an empty roll.
Plus, have you ever tried to clean behind one? If your bathroom has a pedestal sink because it's a small space, you either need to be a brilliant contortionist or have an extremely high tolerance for muck.
I'm not unsympathetic to the limitations of small space renovating. I'd even take an exposed pipe option over a pedestal. At least then you can fashion a skirt for it if you require some hidden storage. Pedestals take even that simple solution from you.
What about you? Are you devoted to your pedestal sink, or does it also fuel your hatefire?